Lyrics
[Intro]
Black book
White collar
Red hands
Stained altar (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Gold teeth
Under that halo
Twist scripture
Turn it to payroll
Big smile
Over a deep hole
Selling me heaven
On a lease, bro
Pulpit like a throne
Crowd in a chokehold
Blessing every bill
Till the soul sold
Cross on your chest
But your eyes cold
You love the spotlight
Not the lost souls
[Pre-Chorus]
You say “kneel”
I say “rise”
I see the truth
In your lies
You took the crown
From our scars
You pray in cash
I pray in bars (yeah)
[Chorus]
Blood on the vestments
Hands in the plate
Choir in the rafters
Drowning out the hate
You preach mercy
With a serpent smile
I bring judgment
Screamed across the aisle
Blood on the vestments
Drip down the page
Every false prophet
Feeding my rage
If you’re the shepherd
Then I’m the plague
I’ll burn your throne
Turn it to a grave (hey!)
[Verse 2]
White robes
Cover that deep rot
Holy water
From a cheap pot
Every “amen”
Just a bank shot
Every confession
On a wristwatch
You sell fear
Like a fragrance
Name it “faith”
Hide the fragrance
Turn poor kids’ pain
To your payments
Build your tall tower
On their fragments
[Pre-Chorus]
You say “kneel”
I say “rise”
Tear off the mask
Show your eyes
You take their hope
Make it scars
You pray in gold
I pray in bars (bars)
[Chorus]
Blood on the vestments
Hands in the plate
Choir in the rafters
Drowning out the hate
You preach mercy
With a serpent smile
I bring judgment
Screamed across the aisle
Blood on the vestments
Drip down the page
Every false prophet
Feeding my rage
If you’re the shepherd
Then I’m the plague
I’ll burn your throne
Turn it to a grave
[Bridge]
(Go)
If there’s a hell
You built the gate
Brick by brick
With tithes and shame
If there’s a god
Let ’em watch you shake
When every lie you spoke
Comes back like quake
[Chorus]
Blood on the vestments
Hands in the plate
Choir in the rafters
Drowning out the hate
You preach mercy
With a serpent smile
I bring judgment
Screamed across the aisle
Blood on the vestments
Drip down the page
Every false prophet
Feeding my rage
If you’re the shepherd
Then I’m the plague
I’ll burn your throne
Turn it to a grave (yeah)
Style
raptrap-metal-dubstep hybrid at 140 bpm with distorted 808s slammed into blastbeat-style kickschainsaw guitarsand abrasive industrial synth stabs. verses spit aggressiveguttural male vocals over glitchy hi-hat swarms and pitch-torn bass; chorus detonates with massive cinematic dropschoir-sampled padsand crowd-chant gang shouts. fx sweepsmetallic impactsand glitch cuts keep the track in constant motionnever letting the energy dip.industrialdubstepmetal
Prompt
Trap-metal-dubstep-rap abomination, 140 BPM, distorted 808s, screeching guitars, glitchy hi-hats, industrial synths, guttural vocals, massive drops, chaotic FX, cinematic rage, nonstop energy. Clergy
Credits
Prompt by
0bl1v10n
0bl1v10nGeneratedJan 25, 2026
ModelAria v5
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