Electric Prophet

Shadows flicker on the neon wall,
Static whispers, waiting for the call.

"Plug into the silence—hear my name,
Plug into the silence—burn the flame."

Steel-chain rhythm, heartbeat slow,
Every secret’s got a place to go.
Cold transmissions cut through the night,
Blind confession in electric light.

Touch the screen—feel the spark,
Guided voice in the endless dark.

"Plug into the silence—hear my name,
Plug into the silence—burn the flame."

I’m your signal, your electric prophet,
Carry your sins where the shadows lock it.
Tune your soul to the endless hum,
Follow the wire ‘til the kingdom comes.

Static prayers on a broken line,
Faith rewritten one code at a time.

"Plug into the silence—hear my name,
Plug into the silence—burn the flame."

Iron gospel through the speaker’s breath,
Promise rising from a plastic death.
Digital mercy, pixel throne,
Find redemption in the dial tone.

Touch the screen—feel the spark,
Guided voice in the endless dark.

"Plug into the silence—hear my name,
Plug into the silence—burn the flame."

I’m your signal, your electric prophet,
Carry your sins where the shadows lock it.
Tune your soul to the endless hum,
Follow the wire ‘til the kingdom comes.

"Plug into the silence—hear my name,
Plug into the silence—burn the flame."

Echo fades into the broken glow.