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InnerTrace Production - God-complex

Lyrics: Columns crumble… foundations lean on God Worms gnaw contradictions, rot in my mind’s pod God-complex rulers crown themselves divine, Tiny egos flirt with void, they call it design. Logic over all, yet blind to the base, Advanced in tools, primitive in the race. Airways jammed, mortality hums, Even divinity bends to the fear that drums. Codes govern kings, equations rule the throne, Power devours self, leaves flesh overgrown. Meaning lies dead where concepts decay, The primary truth locked, impossible, fray. Every other possibility sold as the game, While I stand unshaken, refusing the shame. Chosen or not, the lines are all flawed, Faith on the chest, but morality outlawed. Globes drenched in blood, in God’s claimed name, Some lost in trance, some lost in shame. I am no priest, no sage on high, Just a witness to rot, I let the false die. Seeds of hatred gulp air, swallow water too, We’ll return to cultivation, life to renew. Love needs no proof, peace stands tall, Value inherent, sacred, beyond their sprawl. Not the ghost they exploit, nor the puppet they play, But the divine that thrives even when fear holds sway. I don’t kneel, don’t bow, don’t bargain with lies, I plant roots of truth while the corrupted rise. Mortality hums, fear won’t dictate, Soul’s vigil eternal, outside their gate. I don’t kneel, don’t bow, don’t bargain with lies, I plant roots of truth while the corrupted rise. Mortality hums, fear won’t dictate, Soul’s vigil eternal, outside their gate. Chains try to bind, systems incarcerate, I cultivate life, let the sacred narrate. Lightning strikes towers, phantoms of God fall, Knowledge without insight is the empire’s call. Cracks in divinity whisper to the bold, I spit truth in bars, turn fear into gold. Love, justice, courage—they require no applause, I am the spark, the flame without pause. Foundations fall, God-complex fades, Roots rise in shadow, sunlight invades. Chains break, truth grows free, Divine fractures echo… listen to me.