

Prompt / Lyrics
(Verse 1) Crucify truth on a marble stage, Polished lies, dressed up rage. Silver tongues with a serpent’s hiss, Shake your hand, slit your wrist. Holy men with a pocket full of sins, Smilin’ wide with slaughtered grins. Buildin' kingdoms on your despair, Golden thrones on electric chairs. (Pre-Chorus) Feast on the plague, call it divine, Poison the well, sell it as wine. Preachin’ light from a pitch-black hole, Draggin’ us down to save their soul. (Chorus) Welcome to heaven where the flowers scream, Where every broken promise fuels the dream. They sell your scars as a holy prize, Haloed in blood, wearin’ God’s disguise. (Verse 2) TV gods, got their scripture tight, Wrapped in fear and neon light. Their truth’s a cage, lined in gold, Feedin' on the young, betrayin’ the old. Spit in the dirt, call it seed, Grow their empires off your need. Hug your pain, kiss your name — Then light your world up in campaign flame. (Breakdown) Twist the cross — Let it burn! Preach your shit — Never learn! Crown of glass on a throne of bones, Smilin’ wide while they break your home. No snakes here — Just well-dressed thieves, Wearin' your hope On rolled-up sleeves. (Inserted Verse – Post-Breakdown) Grew their riches in a field of bones, Harvested faith with a dial tone. Broadcast pain in a suit and tie, Wrote their truths in a suicide sky. No prayers here — just loaded polls, Crackin’ smiles while they auction souls. Built this Eden with blood and smoke, Then hung the noose with a patriot's cloak. (Chorus) Welcome to heaven where the flowers scream, Where every broken promise fuels the dream. They sell your scars as a holy prize, Haloed in blood, wearin’ God’s disguise. (Bridge - Spoken / Whispers & Screams) They planted lies in sacred dirt, Told you it's love while watchin’ you hurt. This ain't salvation — it's a fucking scam, You're just the lamb in their goddamn plan. (Outro - Screamed / Chaotic) Tear down the gates, Burn what’s green! This garden’s fake — It ain't serene! Cut the roots, Choke the bloom, We were never Outta the womb. Their Eden's dead — It always was! Just a stage For their applause.
Tags
Korn styled nü-alt metal. Haunting but tame guitar riffs but brutal vocal screams., male
3:35
No
4/22/2025