Name: The Faultline by Faultline Omega
Duration: 4 min 8 s
Description: This song is about how dysfunctional our society is. Only God can straighten this mess out.

Hollow

I Need Jesus

Sad Days in Alcolu

[Verse 1]
Well another ticked off preacher pissed at me for sayin' what I think
Well this redneck in a Chevy said he's gonna get me jumped if I don't leave
Yeah I fight with my old man he hates the letters on my left hand that he gave me
But I heard granddaddy tell him 'fore he died that's how you raise 'em

[Verse 2]
Yeah there ain't a bridge I can't burn a reputation I can't drink
Yeah being with me takes a little gettin' used to
That's why I asked you [Chorus]
Do you really wanna ride with the black sheep [with his] foot on the gas
In the running for the last seat down in Hell with the devil in his backseat
Playin' pedal to the metal with the speakers up so God can hear it
Staring at the lights at the end of the woods
I know it ain't right I know you know it ain't good
What you gonna do with me
I'm just sayin' I'm just saying it's either come or you gon' leave
[lotta birds] might flee but then again who
Wouldn't wanna be with the black sheep [with his] foot on the gas
In the running for the last seat down in Hell with the devil in his backseat

[Bridge]
Oh you know
It's a good time I don't know what else to tell ya
But hold on if you really wanna

[Chorus]
Ride with the black sheep foot on the gas
In the running for the last seat heads up to the heavens
Just in case they call us up
But I think we're gonna fall in and out of love
Staring at the lights at the end of the woods
I know it ain't right I know you know it ain't good
What you gonna do with me
I'm just [saying] I'm just [sayin'] it's either come or you gon' leave
Lotta birds might flee but then again who wouldn't wanna be
[Outro]
With the black sheep [with his] foot on the gas
In the running for the last seat down in Hell with the devil in his backseat
Down in Hell with the devil in his backseat
Oh

Down to Hell

[Verse]
I wish the worst on you and all your friends
I do not need this goodbye kiss from you
I hope a killer kills a killer killer
You were a killer killer killer too

[Verse]
Saddled with Ohio entity attachments
Eloped and wed a codependent noose
Unraveling the threads of my consistency
My wings were clipped and I was grounded too

[Verse]
Oncoming train
I hear a voice
It sounds the same
"You have a choice"

[Verse]
Absolutely scorned beyond reproach
Destined to remain some loser stooge
Long-lasting neglected family agreements
I'd do most anything for you

[Verse]
An adolescent firm believer in dissonance
He who transits can not be disputed
Extrovert-related self-righteous ignorance
Baghdadi's footsteps walk of fame in ruins

[Bridge]
You will always be my closest confidant
Even tho you never recognized my flair
Son of the gun
Seed of the shunned
Still holds the trigger finger anyway

Killers of Society

Lyrics:

I don't wanna pick who's right, but every time that you push it always feels inviting
I was always taught to fight back, so tell me why am i so obsessed with your biting
Back in my mind at night, I can see it on your face it was all over your writing
Baby you know I'm the bright night, yeah the shining sky isn't always moonlight
Dead mans switch on me, tell me why you wont let go
The pressures killing me, it's agonizing when I let go
You push me to the edge, I hold my breath but I might blow
One life to spend it with you but I end up on my own

Uhh, yeah she bear her teeth I don't mind it
So baby tell me do you bite cause I'm violent
Putting people in their place they compliant
Now they screaming out my name, start a riot
I don't wanna make no alliance
So I'm building my own team with some titans
I'm in the shadows every night
Every night
But you would never know

Dead mans switch on me, tell me why you wont let go
The pressures killing me, it's agonizing when I let go
You push me to the edge, I hold my breath but I might blow
One life to spend it with you but I end up on my own

I don't wanna pick who's right, but every time that you push it always feels inviting
I was always taught to fight back, so tell me why am i so obsessed with your biting
Back in my mind at night, I can see it on your face it was all over your writing
Baby you know I'm the bright night, yeah the shining sky isn't always moonlight
Dead mans switch on me, tell me why you wont let go
The pressures killing me, it's agonizing when I let go
You push me to the edge, I hold my breath but I might blow
One life to spend it with you but I end up on my own

Yeah woah
On my own
Woah
I'm on my own
Yeah woah
So Violent
Woah, Woah

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This song is about how dysfunctional our society is. Only God can straighten this mess out. 

The Faultline

Honored to have this one on STMPD and work with LORYN - Hope you enjoy!! 

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You Are Greater is a journey through brokenness, silence, and surrender — a collection of songs written in the dark valleys of faith. These aren’t just tracks, they’re prayers. Some are cries for mercy, some are confessions of weakness, and some are declarations of hope when nothing else makes sense.

This album starts in places of wandering and unholiness, but it doesn’t stay there. Each song wrestles with despair, only to find grace breaking through. The title track, You Are Greater, anchors the whole project: a reminder that no matter how deep the shadows, God’s presence is greater than our fear, our shame, and even our silence.

For anyone who’s ever felt too far gone, too unworthy, or too broken — these songs are for you.


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