Underneath the Halo

Step right up Yeah You heard right Upstairs they polish halos Down here we keep the lights on Funny thing about the bottom of the world Turns out We’re the ones running it Black-boot backbone in a backroom throne of the under-zone Steel-lung rhythm when the whole world hums through the bone, bone Heaven kept a velvet rope, wrote hope in a telescope lens While we built the engine room that keeps their paradise spinning Devils in denim with venom in rhythm, we live in the limits forbidden We pivot and win it while saints in the sky keep pretending we didn’t Selling salvation like silence is virtue and sin is a stain Meanwhile the damned are the hands in the gears keeping power in train They prayed for a kingdom of clouds and applause We built the circuits, the rails, and the laws... They preach about fire while fearing the spark We run the current that lights up their dark They called us danger They called us wrong They called us monsters All along But every system that they adore Runs on the hands they were praying against before We are the engine Under your feet Every road you walk on Every glowing street Call us the damned Call us the sin Hell runs the world From underneath them You pray above We work within Hell runs the world And always did Clockwork chaos in the basement domain Angel investors betting halos, we invested in flame Double-talk prophets with doctrine to sell While every machine in their heaven is serviced in hell Listen Gold-tongue sermons turn guilt into currency Fear-fed faith keeps the children in custody Every cathedral they built to contain us Runs on the labor they prayed would erase us They feared the fall, we mastered the drop Turned every exile to engine and shop While heaven kept singing about purity’s cost We ran the whole system they thought they had lost They wrote our names In ash and blame But every crown they claim Was hammered In the furnace Of our flame! We are the engine Under your feet Every road you walk on Every glowing street Call us the damned Call us the sin Hell runs the world From underneath them You pray above We work within Hell runs the world And always did Here’s the secret nobody prints in the scripture Heaven never ran anything It was a story frightened kings told To keep the workers kneeling Hell? Hell is just the name they gave.. To the people Who stopped asking permission We are the engine Under your feet Every road you walk on Every glowing street They wrote us out But we rewrote fate Built every wire Every road Every gate Call us the damned Call us the sin Hell runs the world And always did. Welcome to the underworld The lights never went out Because We never stopped workin