Verse 1
More gods than names history can hold
And yours still claims the story’s told?
Born where you’re born, taught what to pray
Call it truth, but it’s chance at play
They say, “This is the ending, the final word”
But it’s written by kings who feared being heard
If truth were simple, it wouldn’t need guards
Or temples built like fortress yards
Pre-Chorus
If God is love, why all the chains?
Why so much fear in sacred names?
Chorus
More gods than names history can hold
Yet one small book says “case is closed”
All just layers to keep you blind
From two true paths intertwined
One is pure, one feeds on fear
One whispers truth, one rules down here
A veil of light, a crown of flame
Tell me—which god needs your pain?
Verse 2
They crowned a maker and called him “Most High”
But his world is cracked, and his laws don’t rhyme
Jealous voice, demanding praise
Rules the flesh, enslaves the days
Meanwhile sparks of the real divine
Sleep in you, waiting for the sign
Not saved by blood, not bought by creed
But waking up to what you are beneath
Pre-Chorus
Why would truth demand obedience?
Why would love reward ignorance?
Chorus
More gods than names history can hold
Still wars are fought, still lies are sold
All these stories, smoke and screens
Hiding what knowing really means
One is pure, beyond control
Calls you inward, not to a throne
The other feeds on guilt and blame
Builds a kingdom on your shame
Bridge
The serpent didn’t lie—it taught you sight
The crime was knowing, not the bite
And heaven fell when power spoke
And dressed a tyrant as a holy joke
Gnosis burns, it doesn’t beg
No priest between you and the edge
You don’t kneel to what you are
You remember—you return—you scar the dark
Break
This world is loud, but truth is thin
You don’t enter it—you look within
Final Chorus
More gods than names history can hold
Yet truth was never meant to be sold
If God needs money, blood, or fear
It’s not the source—it’s the warden here
One is pure, and it sets you free
No temple, no authority
The other wears a righteous face
And feeds on souls that don’t escape
Outro
The kingdom isn’t up above
It’s buried deep beneath the mud
Wake the spark.
Reject the lie.
The true God doesn’t ask you to die.
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