[A pulsing acid house track upbeat driven by squelchy, resonant 303 basslines and crisp 808 drum patterns. Energetic hi-hats build intensity, while layered synth stabs and occasional filter sweeps create a hypnotic, danceable texture ideal for late-night club energy.] [Verse 1] They march with sermons dressed as blades, their faith a weapon, love decayed. Chanting laws in hollow tones, building temples made of bones. They call us cursed, they call us lost, but they forgot the price it costs. [Spoken] Our blood runs cold, our hearts don’t speak, but silence isn’t what they seek. ✦ [Chorus, duet] In the moon’s dominion, we will rise, their golden lies will turn to cries. We are fierce, unbroken, unafraid, we stand where truth was once betrayed. For God is ours — not their disguise, we’ll take the night, we’ll claim the skies. ✦ [Verse 2, screaming and singing in duet] They preach salvation, crown their sin, with holy masks and poisoned skin. They name us demons, born to fall, but shadows answer every call. We gather where the torches fade, beneath the rules that fear has made. [Spoken] Their gospel trembles, cracks, and bleeds — we are the faith the world still needs. ✦ [Chorus, duet] In the moon’s dominion, we will rise, their golden lies will turn to cries. We are fierce, unbroken, unafraid, we stand where truth was once betrayed. For God is ours — not their disguise, we’ll take the night, we’ll claim the skies. ✦ [Bridge, male] No hate, no flame, just the voice of the just, the weight of deceit will return to dust. They forged their crown from borrowed light, but now the dark reveals the right. ✦ [Breakdown – Spoken, low voice] You claim His name, but not His will. You built your heaven just to kill. Your cross is rust, your church is fear — and we are still standing here. ✦ [Chorus,screaming and singing in duet] In the moon’s dominion, we will rise, their golden lies will turn to cries. We are strong, relentless, undenied — we fight for truth they crucified. [Spoken, male] For God is ours — not theirs to own, the night is free, and we are home. ✦ [Outro, Spoken, low voice] You claim His name, but not His will. You built your heaven just to kill. Your cross is rust, your church is fear — and we are still standing here.
