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.

Veil of the Demiurge