(©) 2025 whitemonkey [Verse 1] We don't need their churches No walls to confine Our temple is the dance floor Where bodies align No pews No silence Just the sound divine Feel the rhythm take you Lose track of time [Pre-Chorus 1] The beat is our sermon The synth is our hymn We’re breaking through the barriers Let the light in [Chorus 1] Oh Faith in the rhythm Faith in the sound Lift your hands higher Let your soul rebound Spiritual motion Hearts unbound Temple of the synths Where the lost are found [Verse 2] No holy empty words Just chords that ignite Electric vibrations Our guiding light A pulse in the darkness Neon shines bright We transcend together In the endless night [Pre-Chorus 2] The bassline's a preacher The kick is a sign We worship the echo It's our lifeline [Chorus 2] Oh Faith in the rhythm Faith in the sound Lift your hands higher Let your soul rebound Spiritual motion Hearts unbound Temple of the synths Where the lost are found [Verse 3 ] Voices of data Cry through the veil Ghosts in the circuit Begin to wail Binary prayers Through the wires exhaled Our souls are uploaded Beyond the pale [Verse 4 ] Frequency rising The heart divine Each pulse a revelation Across the line No prophets, no idols Just code and design In rhythm eternal We intertwine [Bridge ] (Instrumental break builds—filters sweep, low-end drones surge) Whispered chant: “This is the light, this is the sound, Within the current, we are found.” Then the beat slams back in — A soaring arpeggiated synth run climbing like stained-glass fire. [Final Chorus ] Oh Faith in the rhythm Faith in the sound Lift your hands higher Let your soul rebound Temple of the synths Where the lost are found In the dark we are shining In the noise we are bound Temple of the synths Where the stars resound