The Devil Is Feeding You
(Opening Verse) ( Male Narrator)
They put the Faith Office right inside the West Wing,
Where prayers meet policy, and church bells ring.
Christian nationalists don’t just preach behind the door,
They want their God to rule from the government floor.
Empowering churches, faith groups, and the crowd,
To shape the laws, to preach out loud.
No longer just pulpit, but power and seal,
Faith and government, the same deal.
(Chorus)
If your faith bore fruit, it would nourish the least,
But you’re feasting on the labor of the ones you call beast.
Why do you take food from people you claim to be hating?
Why accept food from people you claim follow Satan?
(Verse 1)
You stand behind the seal, not just the pulpit’s wood,
Hungry for the power to declare what’s “good.”
You want your God to speak from the seat of the state,
Not content with the church, you legislate fate.
Christian nationalism’s dream: a nation ruled by creed,
Where laws wear a cross and the hungry still plead.
You preach from the platform, with government’s hand,
Turning faith into policy across this land.
(Verse 2)
Down in the Bible Belt, the churches shine bright
But the cupboards are empty, and hope’s out of sight
Christian nationalist ways, promises made
But the people you’re leading are left betrayed
You cut off the lifelines, you blame it on fraud
But your own backyard is sinking in the sod
You talk about justice, you talk about truth
But your state’s in the red, and you’re stealing the youth
(Verse 3)
So many in the Bible Belt, Bibles on the shelf,
But when trouble comes, they reach for something else.
Christian nationalists own more guns than the rest,
Trusting cold steel, not faith, to pass every test.
(Bridge)
You say, “By their fruits, you will know them,”
But your tree’s bare, and the branches are broken
The belt that should feed now just tightens with pain
The people you’re sworn to protect cry in vain
(Breakdown)
California’s fields, New York’s gold
You call them evil, but you take what they’ve sold
You preach about heaven, but your cupboard’s bare
You take from the Devil, pretend you don’t care
(Extended Bridge)
If God were truly in your heart, wouldn’t you want to feed me too?
But look around the table—seems it’s the devil feeding you.
What you teach to be from Satan does not seem to be true,
Or maybe deep down, you just know the Devil’s feeding you.
If your faith bore fruit, it would nourish the least,
But you’re feasting on the labor of the ones you call beast.
Why do you take food from people you claim to be hating?
Why accept food from people you claim follow Satan?
Bible Belt’s broken, your promises thin
Christian nationalist ways let the hunger begin
You failed all the people you said you would save
Now you’re eating the fruit from the hands that you blame
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