Hush now… I’m not your enemy.

I’m the one who wants to set you free.

Forget that old commandment noise—

Just be you, and trust in me.

I’ll sell you peace without repentance,

Faith that bends around your will.

Rewrite your sin as “self-expression,”

Call your poison “God’s new thrill.”

I’ll make your pride feel like devotion,

I’ll make your comfort sound like grace.

You’ll lift your hands in your emotion—

Never notice who you praise.

I don’t roar, I reason sweetly.

I quote truth but twist it neatly.

You’ll think it’s love while you decay—

That’s my art—to make you stay.

Sound familiar? I look like light.

Smile like mercy, speak like right.

I never ask for open hate—

Just tiny steps that close the gate.

Sound familiar? I mirror God.

Promise freedom and steal the rod.

You’ll think you’ve found eternity…

But you’re building hell with me.

I don’t need blood, I need distraction.

I don’t need rage, I need reaction.

Scroll and spend, forget the poor—

Serve the “self,” and call it more.

I’ll make your leaders choke on fame,

Turn pulpits into branded names.

Make sin a trend, make guilt a phase,

And trade your worship for a praise.

Shh… don’t look behind the veil.

That fire you feel is where you’ll dwell.

You chose my crown, you called it gold—

It’s chains, my dear… just growing cold.

(angelic choir fractures, turning into reversed cries)

Sound familiar? It’s always been.

The lie I sell wears righteous skin.

I’ll make you curse the hands that save,

And thank the ones who dig your grave.

Sound familiar? You know my name.

I’ve preached through hearts, through screens, through fame.

And if you heard me here tonight—

You chose the dark; all clothed in light.

Hush now—the key is warm in hand.

You clasped the lock; I kept the plan.

No knocks remain, no second try,

The hinges smile as echoes die.

Welcome home—your vows are debt.

I count the breaths you’ve freely let.

The light you chased is snuffed and thin;

The walls close in—you’re stuck within.

I’ll tend your hush; I’ll own your name.

No door to knock—just me to blame.

Welcome home.

(Dark Laughter echoes then Fades)

Ha..ha..ha..haaa…haaaaa…..