4th century BC
Plato
- Idealism — forms over particulars
- The Republic ethic: “God is not the author of evil”
Notes
This is the longest song on the album, and it is a taxonomy - the Prophet, the Brawler, the Atheist, the Scholar, the Peacemaker. Five ways to show up in a comment thread. The trap, the second you hear a list like that, is to start placing the people you know. He is a Brawler. She is a Scholar. But the chorus shuts that door before you can walk through it: a choice we all must make. The troll is not a species you observe. It is a role, and it is one keystroke away from any of us.
That is why the song sits at track four. The first three held the mirror close - my monster, my puffed-up portrait, my young zeal. This one pulls back to the whole battlefield, and a man could exhale and think the heat is finally off him. It is not. The types are real, but the question the song asks is narrower than a field guide: which one do I become when I open the comments?
And then it does the thing I most wanted it to do. It shows the way out. Will you heal or will you maim. You are not stuck being the Brawler. There is the art of arguing with grace, and there is Jesus' own style - He moved hearts with stories and care and empathy, not with threats of hell and worms. Truth and love both remain at the end of the day. Christ calls us to something higher, and the song believes you can actually answer.
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Holy trollers rise online,
Turnin’ truth into a fight -
Words like weapons, sharpened bright,
But no one wins when rage ignites!
In the chaos, choose your flame:
Will you heal or will you maim?
Holy trollers feed the fire -
But Christ calls us to something higher!
[Verse 1]
In the realm of digital discourse, where words take flight,
Holy trollers reign, turning faith into a fight.
With every keystroke, they transform the online space,
Their virtual battleground, a most unholy place.
The Prophet, quick to condemn and shame,
Relishes the thought of foes engulfed in fiery flame.
With threats of hell and worms to feast upon their sin,
They cast away all hope for feeding the soul within.
[Chorus]
Holy trollers rise online,
Turnin’ truth into a fight -
Words like weapons, sharpened bright,
But no one wins when rage ignites!
In the chaos, choose your flame:
Will you heal or will you maim?
Holy trollers feed the fire -
But Christ calls us to something higher!
[Verse 2]
Yet some have learned the art of arguing with grace,
Not seeking to condemn, but understanding to embrace.
With patience and with kindness, they choose a gentler way,
For changing minds and hearts requires more than just display.
The Brawler enters boldly, fists raised and ready to brawl,
No care for souls or feelings, just a need to see them fall.
To argue like this one, take note of Jesus’ style,
For with stories, care, and empathy, He caused hearts to smile.
The Atheist, well-read and armed with logic sharp and clear,
Too often falls to caricatures, and bitterness severe.
But if they’d take the time to know a person of true faith,
Both sides might find surprising common ground to navigate.
[Chorus]
Holy trollers rise online,
Turnin’ truth into a fight -
Words like weapons, sharpened bright,
But no one wins when rage ignites!
In the chaos, choose your flame:
Will you heal or will you maim?
Holy trollers feed the fire -
But Christ calls us to something higher!
[Verse 3]
The Scholar, wise and learned, their knowledge vast and deep,
Can lose their audience in the whirl of facts they heap.
For changing lifelong beliefs is not a swift affair,
It takes time, trust, and conversations shared with gentle care.
The Peacemaker shines a beacon of hope amidst the fray,
Defusing tense encounters with words of peace, they sway.
Through kindness and humility, they foster dialogue,
Encouraging understanding, breaking through the fog.
In this world of holy trollers, a choice we all must make,
To be a voice of peace and love or strife and heartache break.
As conversations turn to faith, both online and face to face,
Will you be a peacemaker or a brawler in God’s eternal chase?
[Breakdown]
HOLY trollers!
FEEDING THE FLAME!
FAITH TURNED A WARZONE -
WHO’S TO BLAME?!
Rage in the comments, pride on display -
But only truth and love remain at the end of the day!
[Final Chorus]
Holy trollers rise online,
Turnin’ truth into a fight -
Words like weapons, sharpened bright,
But no one wins when rage ignites!
In the chaos, choose your flame:
Will you heal or will you maim?
Holy trollers feed the fire -
But Christ calls us to something higher!
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