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SEANCE
Hip-Hop/Rap
SEANCE was released on May 4, 2025 by Parl Music as a part of the album WAITING FOR ETERNITY - EP
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Release DateMay 4, 2025
LabelParl Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adrian Parl Broman
Adrian Parl Broman
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adrian Parl Broman
Adrian Parl Broman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adrian Parl Broman
Adrian Parl Broman
Producer

Lyrics

If there is a God we are all born of the same divine source
To hold a monotheistic belief is to recognize that every soul
Who has felt the touch of the sacred
Regardless of their path or denomination
Has glimpsed the same God you know
In embracing this you come to understand
That God's purpose is not about dominion
But about guiding us to love one another as our own
"If religion becomes a cause of dislike
Hatred and division it were better to be without it
And to withdraw from such a religion would be a truly religious act
Any religion which is not a cause of love and unity is no religion"
- 'Abdu'l-Bahá
The greedy get to leeching and they feeding on our fears
The elite keep on scheming stacking power through the years
I don't give a fuck 'bout your religion
Or God you pray on
This ain't no preaching
Ain't a church it's a séance
The greedy get to leeching and they feeding on our fears
The elite keep on scheming stacking power through the years
I don't give a fuck 'bout your religion
Or God you pray on
This ain't no preaching
Ain't a church it's a séance
My pen and pad has turned into a planchette
Not one to disrepect but I need to get this off my conscience
Attending sermons but they treating me so godless
Saying Jesus is their pilot but they really live like Pontius
I promise that I'm just being honest
Your humanity has died
I search my Ouija for responses
If I did it y'all way
The one day I'd see Yahweh
I'd kick him to the streets
As the disciples washed my tarsus
You need a sign so consider me an emissary
To tell you all that this world is temporary
Your discretion's your greatest weapon
It's a price to pay for heaven
Why the fuck you staying sedentary?
How many sins? I count seven
They'll never see it unless I possess 'em
They think it wash away in the estuary
And its necessary seminary turns into a cemetary now
The greedy get to leeching and they feeding on our fears
The elite keep on scheming stacking power through the years
I don't give a fuck 'bout your religion
Or God you pray on
This ain't no preaching
Ain't a church it's a séance
The greedy get to leeching and they feeding on our fears
The elite keep on scheming stacking power through the years
I don't give a fuck 'bout your religion
Or God you pray on
This ain't no preaching
Ain't a church it's a séance
You worship God in name but not in practice
You let Him die in vein to promote your status
So if your faith is real then come show me grace
I'll start reaching through the veil for the human race
I know that we are meant for more so let's put it past us
I throw my knees on the floor and my hands to stratus
Your devotion is as real as mine
We know this feeling is divine
But I think God is an expression
And you think it needs refined
So tell me please
What do you have to offer me?
Only tell me if 10% is in the offering
Tell me please where do the prophets go?
I'll probably see them all in hell
'Cause they pocket all the profits (woah)
Always tell me that I'll never see the bright lights
They hate everyone like me but I still love them
'Cause it's Christ-like
You wish death upon me death
So my white horse is at the right height
Let the rapture run its course
So I can be the newest zeitgeist
The greedy get to leeching and they feeding on our fears
The elite keep on scheming stacking power through the years
I don't give a fuck 'bout your religion
Or God you pray on
This ain't no preaching
Ain't a church it's a séance
The greedy get to leeching and they feeding on our fears
The elite keep on scheming stacking power through the years
I don't give a fuck 'bout your religion
Or God you pray on
This ain't no preaching
Ain't a church it's a séance
Written by: Adrian Parl Broman, God Himself, God's word
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