HUMAN AND SIN : ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี

HUMAN AND SIN : ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี NOT A BAND. A STATEMENT. Performed by a borrowed voice. Written from my silence. Told from a world of violence. Echoed through sirens. AI-assisted project. Human-written. Machine-forged. Produced by: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Lyrics written by: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี (100%) Vocal performance generated via AI (Suno) Arrangement & Melody: ไทก้า ฟักอยู่แม้น คำอรฟักมี Lyric Heaven is a language built on chains Religion carved into human names I read the scripture, I read the blame But I was never part of their game Truth was written before I could speak Every answer already felt weak They gave me meaning I never chose And called it life in holy prose They taught me sin before I could breathe Gave me a god I’d never meet Every prayer just sounds like fear Dressed up in light to disappear Who defines what good becomes Who decides what truth will run If every voice can draw the line Then nothing here is truly mine Good and evil drawn in sand Shifting under every hand I follow words I didn’t write Living in someone else’s light Every religion tells me to be good But “good” keeps changing its truth In every name it’s redefined Like something shifting through human minds I learned to fear before I knew What any of those judgments do Now every rule begins to crack Like something calling me back I tried to follow what they call right But right depends on who holds the light If every hand can redraw the line Then where do I stand in all of time Who defines what good becomes Who decides what truth will run If every voice can draw the line Then nothing here is truly mine Who defines what good becomes Who decides what truth will run If every voice can draw the line Then nothing here is truly mine Every prophet defines what is good and what is not. Every doctrine points to the same direction. But did we forget something along the way? Every sacred teaching… every holy path… has always carried two words: human… and sin. NO GOD DEFINES IT NO DOCTRINE HOLDS IT NO NAME OWNS IT ONLY HUMAN… AND SIN Who defines what good becomes Who decides what truth will run If every voice can draw the line Then nothing here is truly mine So let it fall, let it decay No truth was ever here to stay If every voice can draw the line Then nothing here was mine anyway