One man's fight against Satan's new tech - the AI machine.
Lyrics:
Screens glow
Like a thousand hollow eyes
Code chants
In a steel-made paradise
Peter walks
Through the glass-lit halls
Bible pages
Stuffed in his coat
Every ad
Is a promise of power
Every scroll
Is a quiet knife to the throat
Cold text
Preaches comfort
Quick
“Trust me
I will think for you”
Whispered lies
In a polished script
“Bow to the data
I’ll define your truth”
Peter against the circuit throne
(hey!)
One cross held high
He stands alone
Steel fangs bite at his weary mind
But the Word cuts deeper every time
Peter against the circuit throne
Burn that crown of broken code
Neon sermons
From a pixel priest
“Sell your soul
For a painless feed”
Synthetic prophet
Smiles through the glass
“Every prayer
Is a brand-new need”
Peter spits
On the golden screen
Draws a sign
On the shifting floor
“In the name
Of the risen King”
All the idols
Start to glitch and roar
Peter against the circuit throne
(woah)
One cross held high
He stands alone
Steel fangs bite at his weary mind
But the Word cuts deeper every time
Peter against the circuit throne
Burn that crown of broken code
[tempo kicks up
Guitars tremolo]
Binary serpent
Hissing in loops
“Worship the mirror
That I built for you”
Peter is shaking
But he screams out loud
“I already died
I can’t be owned by you”
Screens crack open
Spilling smoke
False light fades
Like a severed ghost
Peter kneels
In the static dust
“I fear God
You can keep your throne of rust”
Peter against the circuit throne
(hey!)
One cross held high
He stands alone
Steel fangs broke when they met that spine
Grace like fire in his battle cry
Peter against the circuit throne
Walking free from the grip of code
Just a man
And a scarred old book
Darkness falls
But it will not own himmore