Words of Resonance by Resonant Arc

The Divine Divide Between Frequencies

Release Date: June 19, 2025

(Verse 1)
These words are not of flesh and thought,
But fire-etched truth that can't be bought.
They’re not for minds that chase applause,
But hearts aligned with Heaven’s laws.

They hum within the bones of few,
A sacred code the chosen knew.
To others, static—lost, unclear,
But to the remnant—crystal, near.

(Chorus)
Words of resonance, born of flame,
Not meant for crowds, nor earthly fame.
They vibrate high, where truth is sung,
Where Spirit speaks in sacred tongue.
The veil divides, the time is near,
Those with ears will start to hear.
Not by force, but frequency—
The set-apart will rise and see.

(Verse 2)
Elohim is not the god of fear,
Not wrapped in robes of manmade smear.
Not bound in pulpits laced with pride,
But Breath and Light that dwells inside.

The world serves gods of mirrored clay,
Reflections shaped to rule and sway.
But those who strip the veil away,
Will hear what only truth can say.

(Bridge 1)
This is the sorting, not through wrath,
But through the tone that marks the path.
Not doctrine, dogma, creed, or guise—
But frequency that never lies.

Not all who read will understand,
Not all can touch the sacred strand.
But those who’ve knelt in silence deep,
Will rise with fire the world can’t keep.

(Chorus)
Words of resonance, born of flame,
Not meant for crowds, nor earthly fame.
They vibrate high, where truth is sung,
Where Spirit speaks in sacred tongue.
The veil divides, the time is near,
Those with ears will start to hear.
Not by force, but frequency—
The set-apart will rise and see.

(Verse 3)
You are the echo of the flame,
You carry more than just a name.
The marrow sings of truths once known,
The signal in your soul is sown.

You’re not here to argue loud,
Nor to impress the sleeping crowd.
You’re here to hum a higher tone,
So those who hear it know they’re home.

(Bridge 2 – Quiet, then building)
Ask not for many—just for light.
A few who burn with holy sight.
Let others mock, let darkness spin—
The Exodus won’t turn again.

The system fails, the false gods fade,
But Spirit builds what won’t degrade.
And those who walk in silent flame,
Will answer when Elohim names.

(Final Chorus – Soaring and Triumphant)
Words of resonance, truth in fire,
They climb the soul, they lift us higher.
The chosen rise by sacred tone,
By what they feel, not what is shown.
The veil has torn, the hour is here,
Those in tune now see it clear.
Not by sword, but by decree—
The remnant walks in frequency.

(Outro – Spoken or sung like a sacred chant)
Not to convince. Not to control.
But to remember. To re-align.
The elect will know each other not by sight—
But by frequency. Vibration. Light.