🎵 Sanctuary of Power — Song Lyrics
by George Kariuki Njamwitha)
[Intro – Spoken, ambient organ/guitar bed]
There's a chapel behind every gate...
And the silence... it prays louder than voices ever will.
[Verse 1 – Sung softly]
There’s a chapel behind the gate,
Where power bends and silence waits.
An altar made of ballot flame—
A cross, a crown, a hidden name.
[Chorus – Melodic, layered with harmony]
Oh, sacred walls and sovereign grace,
But justice wears a masked-up face.
Is prayer a right or just a rule
When the state becomes the sabbath school?
[Verse 2 – Sung, then fade into spoken word rhythm]
The scrolls say none shall wear the creed,
Where justice walks, and laws must lead.
But incense clouds the boundary line,
Devotion dressed in grand design.
(Spoken:)
They say no silver bought the stone—
“No tax, no fault, it stands alone.”
But marble hears what boots have passed,
It holds the truth they dare not cast.
[Chorus – Refrain, more percussive]
Oh, sacred walls and sovereign grace,
But justice wears a masked-up face.
When scripture stands at civic doors,
Can faith still rise, or is it war?
[Bridge – Spoken with humming vocal backdrop]
A sermon echoes down the halls…
The temple knocks where justice stalls…
And ballots bow where candles burn—
How soon we pray, how slow we learn.
[Final Chorus – Sung in low harmony, solemn]
Beneath the dome, the faithful kneel,
While laws and creeds begin to blur.
The line grows thin, the silence thick—
When sacred tongues serve politics.
[Outro – Whispered, fading out]
Whose sermon sings inside these walls...
Whose kingdom rises when conscience falls...
