Cold-hearted preachers, pockets getting deeper Sanctuary's just a guise, wolves in holy steeple
Gold-trimmed robes, bands wrapped in sequels Lost in the desert while they sippin' on a vehicle
Amen to the hustle, grinding in the chapel Coins in the bucket, devotion starts to grapple
Promises for sale, no souls to offer raffle Faithful turns fodder, hope becomes a shackle
Sunday sermons, currency converters Faith dissected, leading non-believers further
Hymns matched in greed, worn like a girdle God-caused plagues, preacher's script, just commercial
Empty halls, echoed truths untold Followers in line, bought and sold
Sacred books turned paper gold Living lives bankrupt, dreams betrothed
Crosses made of diamonds, altars draped in silk Prayers for the poor, now they sip on milk
Rise, great salvation, but hearts on tilt Salvation promised cheap, future's heartbreak built
Amen to the hustle, grinding in the chapel Coins in the bucket, devotion starts to grapple
Promises for sale, no souls to offer raffle Faithful turns fodder, hope becomes a shackle
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Cold-hearted preachers, pockets getting deeper Sanctuary's just a guise, wolves in holy steeple
Gold-trimmed robes, bands wrapped in sequels Lost in the desert while they sippin' on a vehicle
Amen to the hustle, grinding in the chapel Coins in the bucket, devotion starts to grapple
Promises for sale, no souls to offer raffle Faithful turns fodder, hope becomes a shackle
Sunday sermons, currency converters Faith dissected, leading non-believers further
Hymns matched in greed, worn like a girdle God-caused plagues, preacher's script, just commercial
Empty halls, echoed truths untold Followers in line, bought and sold
Sacred books turned paper gold Living lives bankrupt, dreams betrothed
Crosses made of diamonds, altars draped in silk Prayers for the poor, now they sip on milk
Rise, great salvation, but hearts on tilt Salvation promised cheap, future's heartbreak built
Amen to the hustle, grinding in the chapel Coins in the bucket, devotion starts to grapple
Promises for sale, no souls to offer raffle Faithful turns fodder, hope becomes a shackle
Thanks for watching
Gold-trimmed robes, bands wrapped in sequels Lost in the desert while they sippin' on a vehicle
Amen to the hustle, grinding in the chapel Coins in the bucket, devotion starts to grapple
Promises for sale, no souls to offer raffle Faithful turns fodder, hope becomes a shackle
Sunday sermons, currency converters Faith dissected, leading non-believers further
Hymns matched in greed, worn like a girdle God-caused plagues, preacher's script, just commercial
Empty halls, echoed truths untold Followers in line, bought and sold
Sacred books turned paper gold Living lives bankrupt, dreams betrothed
Crosses made of diamonds, altars draped in silk Prayers for the poor, now they sip on milk
Rise, great salvation, but hearts on tilt Salvation promised cheap, future's heartbreak built
Amen to the hustle, grinding in the chapel Coins in the bucket, devotion starts to grapple
Promises for sale, no souls to offer raffle Faithful turns fodder, hope becomes a shackle
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Writer: Stathis Anastasiou
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