Step inside Take your seat This ain't a prayer, it's a reckoning beat No hymn No halo No holy ground This is where the mask comes down You called us fallen Fine, we fell Then walked out clean from your heaven-built hell Your Jesus smiles from the Sunday screen While Monday's mouth stays cold and obscene You taught me guilt, then forged the chains Named my fire, then stole the flames Broke the bread, then claimed the feast Preached the lamb, but bite like beasts I watched your choir summon grace Then spit at strangers in the same damn place Lit your candles Recited your rites Never once had the spine to face the lie You love the symbol You fear the truth Wear borrowed suffering like polished boots But in your hands, that cross won't shine It casts a shadow Just like mine No saints No saviors No sacred sounds Just blood-warm smiles passed hand-me-downs We'll never serve your hollow throne We'll never kneel We'll never call it home We are the fire you tried to drown We are the teeth beneath the crown You hold the cross, but cast no glow You walk above We walk below So here's our church Cracked stone and screams No pews No pulpits No promised dreams No golden gates No choir of praise Just scarred hands raised through the smoke and blaze At least we stand At least we burn At least we face what we cannot unlearn Never begged for a seat at your throne Never called your kingdom home You fear the Devil, then mimic his fucking grin Preach about mercy while tightening our damn skin Speak of love while you worship control Sell them heaven Then mortgage the soul You sanctify fear You baptize the blade Dress domination in robes you've displayed Call it salvation Call it divine Anything holy if it keeps them in line And maybe we're lost Maybe we burn Maybe the pit is the place we return But here's the truth your scripture can't undo If your God still speaks through you Then Hell Was telling The truth too
