God With Dollar Signs

Give, and ye shall receive
Just don’t forget who’s counting

Gold cross on your chain, but your pockets shine more
You pray with a card reader bolted to the door
Selling heaven in a box set, autographed with grace
But salvation’s just a product when you trademark faith

Gods with dollar signs
Preach to numbers, sell the lines
Truth don’t pay like guilt in flames
But you’re forgiven, once you pay

You bless the rich, baptize the deal
Perform your faith, make it feel real
A sermon dressed in neon lights
Say Amen while dodging rights

Gods with dollar signs
Preach to numbers, sell the lines
Truth don’t pay like guilt in flames
But you’re forgiven, once you pay

You don’t want peace, just profit
Hearts on fire, and you bought it
Tell the poor to pray for bread
While you feast on blood instead

And still they cheer, and still they bow
You speak for God, but who speaks now?

This is not the voice of love
This is the voice of margins
Of tithes
Of greed
Of hands held out not to help, but to take

You built your church on bleeding backs
Now wear their ribs as artifacts
No savior came to sign your brand
You're just a thief with holy plans

Gods with dollar signs
Preach to fear, monetize
Truth don’t trend, but shame still sells
You own the gate, but not the hell