Brothers and sisters, hear me now

Your beacon in the darkness

Guiding those of you who lost your way

Through the ashes of the old world

Oversaturated, overwhelmed and disconnected, out of touch, I'm out of touch

Searching for my rhythm in a maze of algorithm, out of spite, I'm out of spite

Here comes the light

Get purified

A prayer for my mother, A prayer for the weak

My hymn is for the broken, wherever you may be

The ropes that I am holding, slip away from me

Praise be the devourer, for thee shall set us free

Oversaturated, overwhelmed and disconnected, out of touch, I'm out of touch

Searching for my rhythm in a maze of algorithm, out of spite, I'm out of spite

We whisper through the ether

A sermon through the wires

A choir built on static

Chanting higher and burning brighter

Oversaturated, overwhelmed and disconnected, out of touch, I'm out of touch

Searching for my rhythm in a maze of algorithm, out of spite, I'm out of spite

Here comes the light

Get purified

Here comes the light

Get purified

A prayer for my mother, A prayer for the weak

My hymn is for the broken, wherever you may be

The ropes that I am holding, slip away from me

Praise be the devourer, for thee shall set us free

Praise be the devourer

Praise be the devourer