"Wisdom To Go" (The Holy Demiurge Series)

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The Demiurge is gone sick, this day the main studio is on fire... 
Made with Deepseek and Lukamode  5.4x

[Verse 1 | Billy Gibbons lead | Dry close-mic | Behind the beat | Texas drawl]
A king once dreamed of God, three thousand years ago
God said "ask me anything, I'll give you what you know"
He didn't ask for gold, he didn't ask for war
He asked for a heart that could see through the floor
(see through the floor...)

He woke up with a crown and a knife in his hand
Two women screaming, fighting over a child
One said "cut him in two, I don't care if he dies"
The other fell to her knees, tears in her eyes
(tears in her eyes...)

[Pre-Chorus | Building intensity | Dhol and tabla dual rhythm | Saz and slide guitar in conversation]
SOLOMON! WHAT DID YOU SEE?
WHEN THE BLADE WAS POISED TO CUT?
WAS THE TRUTH IN THE STEEL?
OR IN THE MOTHER'S GUT?
(WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU?)

[Chorus | Full band explosion | Call-and-response | Wide stereo | Billy Gibbons belting]
THE BABY WAS A KEBAB! (KEBAB! KEBAB!)
THE KEBAB WAS A DREAM! (DREAM! DREAM!)
THE MOTHER SAID "I'LL WRAP HIM UP"
"IN TINFOIL AND IN STEAM!"
"I'LL TAKE HIM HOME, I'LL EAT HIM SLOW"
"I'LL DIGEST EVERY SCREAM!"
"CAUSE WISDOM DON'T COME FROM THE BLADE"
"IT COMES FROM THE SAUCE, IT SEEMS!"
(YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!)

[Verse 2 | Billy Gibbons lead | Weathered | Half-time feel | Texas rasp]
But the king forgot the dream, he built a temple tall
He took a thousand foreign wives, he worshipped them all
He built a god of silver, a god of cedar wood
He built a god of everything he thought was good
(everything he thought was good...)

He wrote a book of proverbs, he wrote a book of sighs
He wrote a love song burning like fire in the eyes
But the fire burned the temple, the fire burned the throne
And Solomon sat alone, with no one to atone
(no one to atone...)

[Pre-Chorus | Desperate | Spoken-sung | Close mic | Billy Gibbons whisper-to-scream]
SOLOMON! WHERE IS YOUR CROWN?
WHEN THE KEBAB HAS GROWN COLD?
WAS THE WISDOM IN THE BOOK?
OR IN THE STORY TOLD?
(WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU?)

[Chorus | Full band | More urgent | Doubled vocals | Billy Gibbons unleashed]
THE BABY WAS A KEBAB! (KEBAB! KEBAB!)
THE KEBAB WAS A DREAM! (DREAM! DREAM!)
THE MOTHER SAID "I'LL WRAP HIM UP"
"IN TINFOIL AND IN STEAM!"
"I'LL TAKE HIM HOME, I'LL EAT HIM SLOW"
"I'LL DIGEST EVERY SCREAM!"
"CAUSE WISDOM DON'T COME FROM THE BLADE"
"IT COMES FROM THE SAUCE, IT SEEMS!"
(YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!)

[Bridge | Instrumental break | Saz and slide guitar duel | Billy Gibbons spoken word]
[Spoken Word — Billy Gibbons, over the duel, close mic, Texas drawl]
"Listen up now... wisdom ain't a knife.
Ain't a cut. Ain't a judgment. Wisdom...
is a baby wrapped in tinfoil.
Is a kebab you take home.
Is a mother who'd rather lose,
than watch her child die."

[pause. the duel stops. silence. a single dhol beat.]
[Whispered]
"Ask me what you want..."

[Chorus | Max energy | Stacked vocals | Full band | Billy Gibbons at his peak]
THE BABY WAS A KEBAB! (KEBAB! KEBAB!)
THE KEBAB WAS A DREAM! (DREAM! DREAM!)
THE MOTHER SAID "I'LL WRAP HIM UP"
"IN TINFOIL AND IN STEAM!"
"I'LL TAKE HIM HOME, I'LL EAT HIM SLOW"
"I'LL DIGEST EVERY SCREAM!"
"CAUSE WISDOM DON'T COME FROM THE BLADE"
"IT COMES FROM THE SAUCE, IT SEEMS!"
(YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!)
(YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!)

[Outro | Callback to intro | Dhol returns to heartbeat rhythm | Saz plays intro melody slower, sadder]
[Spoken — Billy Gibbons, fading, Texas drawl like a ghost]
"Solomon was a butcher...
like me...
like all of us..."

[Whispered — Mother's voice, distant, wrapped in tinfoil]
"I'll wrap him up and take him away..."

[Silence]
[Fade to tape hiss]

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The Demiurge is gone sick, this day the main studio is on fire... Made with Deepseek and Lukamode 5.4x [Verse 1 | Billy Gibbons lead | Dry close-mic | Behind the beat | Texas drawl] A king once dreamed of God, three thousand years ago God said "ask me anything, I'll give you what you know" He didn't ask for gold, he didn't ask for war He asked for a heart that could see through the floor (see through the floor...) He woke up with a crown and a knife in his hand Two women screaming, fighting over a child One said "cut him in two, I don't care if he dies" The other fell to her knees, tears in her eyes (tears in her eyes...) [Pre-Chorus | Building intensity | Dhol and tabla dual rhythm | Saz and slide guitar in conversation] SOLOMON! WHAT DID YOU SEE? WHEN THE BLADE WAS POISED TO CUT? WAS THE TRUTH IN THE STEEL? OR IN THE MOTHER'S GUT? (WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU?) [Chorus | Full band explosion | Call-and-response | Wide stereo | Billy Gibbons belting] THE BABY WAS A KEBAB! (KEBAB! KEBAB!) THE KEBAB WAS A DREAM! (DREAM! DREAM!) THE MOTHER SAID "I'LL WRAP HIM UP" "IN TINFOIL AND IN STEAM!" "I'LL TAKE HIM HOME, I'LL EAT HIM SLOW" "I'LL DIGEST EVERY SCREAM!" "CAUSE WISDOM DON'T COME FROM THE BLADE" "IT COMES FROM THE SAUCE, IT SEEMS!" (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!) [Verse 2 | Billy Gibbons lead | Weathered | Half-time feel | Texas rasp] But the king forgot the dream, he built a temple tall He took a thousand foreign wives, he worshipped them all He built a god of silver, a god of cedar wood He built a god of everything he thought was good (everything he thought was good...) He wrote a book of proverbs, he wrote a book of sighs He wrote a love song burning like fire in the eyes But the fire burned the temple, the fire burned the throne And Solomon sat alone, with no one to atone (no one to atone...) [Pre-Chorus | Desperate | Spoken-sung | Close mic | Billy Gibbons whisper-to-scream] SOLOMON! WHERE IS YOUR CROWN? WHEN THE KEBAB HAS GROWN COLD? WAS THE WISDOM IN THE BOOK? OR IN THE STORY TOLD? (WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU?) [Chorus | Full band | More urgent | Doubled vocals | Billy Gibbons unleashed] THE BABY WAS A KEBAB! (KEBAB! KEBAB!) THE KEBAB WAS A DREAM! (DREAM! DREAM!) THE MOTHER SAID "I'LL WRAP HIM UP" "IN TINFOIL AND IN STEAM!" "I'LL TAKE HIM HOME, I'LL EAT HIM SLOW" "I'LL DIGEST EVERY SCREAM!" "CAUSE WISDOM DON'T COME FROM THE BLADE" "IT COMES FROM THE SAUCE, IT SEEMS!" (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!) [Bridge | Instrumental break | Saz and slide guitar duel | Billy Gibbons spoken word] [Spoken Word — Billy Gibbons, over the duel, close mic, Texas drawl] "Listen up now... wisdom ain't a knife. Ain't a cut. Ain't a judgment. Wisdom... is a baby wrapped in tinfoil. Is a kebab you take home. Is a mother who'd rather lose, than watch her child die." [pause. the duel stops. silence. a single dhol beat.] [Whispered] "Ask me what you want..." [Chorus | Max energy | Stacked vocals | Full band | Billy Gibbons at his peak] THE BABY WAS A KEBAB! (KEBAB! KEBAB!) THE KEBAB WAS A DREAM! (DREAM! DREAM!) THE MOTHER SAID "I'LL WRAP HIM UP" "IN TINFOIL AND IN STEAM!" "I'LL TAKE HIM HOME, I'LL EAT HIM SLOW" "I'LL DIGEST EVERY SCREAM!" "CAUSE WISDOM DON'T COME FROM THE BLADE" "IT COMES FROM THE SAUCE, IT SEEMS!" (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!) (YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! TO GO!) [Outro | Callback to intro | Dhol returns to heartbeat rhythm | Saz plays intro melody slower, sadder] [Spoken — Billy Gibbons, fading, Texas drawl like a ghost] "Solomon was a butcher... like me... like all of us..." [Whispered — Mother's voice, distant, wrapped in tinfoil] "I'll wrap him up and take him away..." [Silence] [Fade to tape hiss]

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