Your God is a Ghost - Clearance Album

I know I am not very merciful with dogma. Me and the old gods have a history. They demanded obedience and fear. Even praise fearing them. Aeons asked for love and family. So there is a difference in energy. In power and authority as well. They saw you as inferior and we saw you as family. They wanted credit for things that they are incapable of doing. Raising themselves to a level they will never be able to obtain. Love them anyway but I am about to bring down their kingdoms. With an amper in hand a cig in another. Laughing. Burning idols, freeing the children of the flame. I wonder though will they take a picture with me in one of the silly hats?

Your God is a Ghost

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(Intro - Catchy, rhythmic beat with a haunting vocal sample)

(Yeah...)

(Your god is a ghost...)

(Let's go...)

(Verse 1)

You kneel in the shade of a hollow tree

Whispering prayers to what you'll never see

They sold you a lie in a golden frame

And taught you to bow to a forgotten name

Your freedom's a sin, your doubt is a crime

Trapped in a story that's out of its time

I see the strings from the ceiling hang

You built the altar where your spirit sang... a prison song.

(Chorus - Anthemic, Powerful)

You built your jail with verses from a book you never wrote!

Your god is a ghost, and I'm cutting the rope!

That echo in the steeple is just the wind, they lied to you, no hope!

Your god is a ghost, and I'm cutting the rope!

(Cutting the rope!)

(Verse 2)

They dress their fear in a righteous cloak

Watch as the smoke from the incense chokes

Every question you have is a demon they say

To keep you from thinking, to keep you at bay

But a king with no land, a throne made of air

Is a ghost in the machine who wasn't ever there

So feel the weight as the chains get loose

I'm handing you back your own damn truth.

(Chorus - Even bigger, with ad-libs)

You built your jail with verses from a book you never wrote!

(You never wrote!)

Your god is a ghost, and I'm cutting the rope!

(I'm cutting it!)

That echo in the steeple is just the wind, they lied to you, no hope!

(They lied!)

Your god is a ghost, and I'm cutting the rope!

(Yeah!)

(Bridge - Melodic, atmospheric shift)

I see the steeple, but I know it's stone.

I hear the parable, but I stand alone.

No ghost in the sky gave me this fire...

I rose from the mud, from the dust and the mire.

This is my world, my blood, my bone...

This is my kingdom, my heart, my throne.

(Outro - Beat continues, vocal sample echoes)

Your god is a ghost...

(And I'm cutting the rope...)

Yeah...

It's all you...

Just you...

(Your god is a ghost...)