The Rumination - DIY Divinity Lyrics

Step right up, the show's begun
A bleeding statue-ain't this fun?
The cameras roll, the faithful swoon
But who's been leaking in this room?

Crowds are gasping, hands held high
"This must be real! A holy sign!"
But funny thing, a test was done
Turns out the saint was type A-1.

Hallelujah, what a feat!
A miracle fresh off the street
No divine, no holy flood
Just a mystic short on blood

Fame feels nice, the spotlight's warm
A little cut won't do much harm
A scratch, a drip, a blessed glow
Just add belief and watch it flow

Oops, results are coming fast
Guess this stunt won't really last
CSI for sacred fraud
Turns out stigmata's self-applied

Hallelujah, what a feat!
A miracle fresh off the street
No divine, no holy flood
Just a mystic short on blood

Faith's a business, that's no crime
Everyone loves a holy sign
If the statues just won't cry
Well, sometimes veins must testify

Another town, another shrine
Same old trick, just redefined
Next time let's try weeping gold
Or something less...detectable

Hallelujah, what a feat!
A miracle fresh off the street
No divine, no holy flood
Just a mystic short on blood

So praise the show, embrace the grace
Every scam just needs a face
And if the truth gets in the way
Just bleed it out and let them pray