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