There’s a reason why religious themes appear so often in my music. It’s not just an artistic choice — it’s something that has profoundly shaped me. I was strongly socialized into this world, and for a long time it defined the way I thought and felt. But at some point, I began to look at it critically.
Not just at the institution of the Church, but at the crushing, deterministic pressure of a system that tries to mold your entire mindset from childhood through guilt and fear. That kind of socialization leaves a mark. Even if, later in life, you start to see the contradictions and recognize the dissonance, the feelings don’t simply disappear. The weight of shame and anxiety remains, and it chains you to something you never chose freely.
I want to be clear: I’m not here to make dogmatic statements about whether Christianity is “true” or “false.” What I’m trying to explore in my lyrics is the lived reality of this trauma. I’m convinced that this was never the intention of the founder — but religion, as it is so often practiced, has the power to wound deeply. And some of those scars never fully heal.