Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I been fasting on the floor
Empty cupboards
Cracked plate
Voices crawling through the door
Saying
“Pray don’t pay the rate”
They laugh at my bowed head
Count receipts in my face
“Chasing halos don’t buy bread
Come get yours in this place”
[Chorus]
But I tell ’em
Holiness is my ground trance disco
Spinning in the middle of the shadow and the gold
Bare feet stomping on the doubt and the echo
I’m dancing on the lie that I was ever owned
Holiness is my ground trance disco
Every sacred heartbeat shaking up my bones
If I starve for this
Then I starve in the glow
This is where I stand
This is how I know
[Verse 2]
They say
“Kid
You look tired
All that faith
No car
No chain”
Their breath smells like desire
Their eyes full of small games
I sip tap water like wine
I taste forever in the tap
I don’t need their crooked shine
I got glory in my lap
[Chorus]
’Cause I tell ’em
Holiness is my ground trance disco
Spinning in the middle of the shadow and the gold
Bare feet stomping on the doubt and the echo
I’m dancing on the lie that I was ever owned
Holiness is my ground trance disco
Every sacred heartbeat shaking up my bones
If I starve for this
Then I starve in the glow
This is where I stand
This is how I know
[Bridge]
[Beat drops
Handclaps and low chant]
They talk loud
I go deeper
They draw crowds
I draw nearer
I’m broke in the numbers
Rich in the center (hey!)
If they call it nothing
Watch it last forever
[Chorus]
Holiness is my ground trance disco
Spinning in the middle of the shadow and the gold
Bare feet stomping on the doubt and the echo
I’m dancing on the lie that I was ever owned
Holiness is my ground trance disco
Every sacred heartbeat shaking up my bones
If I starve for this
Then I starve in the glow
This is where I stand
This is how I know
Style
moody alt-gospel dance track; male vocals over a pulsing four-on-the-floor kickrubbery bassand hazy organ pads. verses stay low and intimate with whispered doubles; chorus explodes with choir-like harmonies and bright synth arps. subtle sidechain swells create a breathing groove; bridge strips to drums and vocal before a finaltriumphant hook.trancedisco
Prompt
I'm trying to be sacred, but these voices keep coming. they say holiness ain't shine, don't put no food on the table. so I looked them in the face and I tell them, holiness is my ground
trance disco
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683GeneratedJan 30, 2026
ModelAria v5
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