A False Savior

[Intro] Scarlet vial, crucifix blade— Another coin in the charlatan’s trade. He clutches hope like a rusted grenade… Click. [Verse 1] The man takes another needle, Burns his veins with salvation’s lie. ‘One more round,’ the preacher whispers, As the scans light up the sky. His wallet bleeds, his faith’s a leech— But the tumor don’t reply. [Refrain 1] Uncross your arms, drink the cure! ‘I do believe…’ Swallow the gospel, swallow the pain! ‘I do believe…’ Bleed your worth, buy the chain! ‘I do believe…’ [Verse 2] The widow pawns her wedding band, Fills the plate with hollow hands. ‘Just pray,’ they croon, ‘just bow, just bend— Your doubt’s the sin, not the end.’ Her lungs crackle, her knees scrape stone… The pews just echo ‘You’re alone.’ [Refrain 2] Uncross your arms, drink the cure! ‘I do believe…’ Swallow the gospel, swallow the pain! ‘I do believe…’ Bleed your worth, buy the chain! ‘I do believe…’ [Chorus 1] Everyone’s got the sickness, ‘Cause everyone craves the cure. Bet your bones on the placebo— Rot’s the only sure sure. The scalpel giveth, the IV taketh… And the grave’s the final ‘Amen. [Guitar Solo] [greasy, fried solo] [Bridge] [Half-time tempo] [Layered chaos] [Dissonant Harmonies] “I do believe…” [Spoken Interlude] [cold, clinical] Patient X, Stage IV, insurance denied. Compliance is key. Next. [Delusional Vocals] “I do believe… I do believe…” [Screamed Vocals] “Liar!” [Chorus 2] Everyone’s bought the sickness, ‘Cause everyone needs the cure. Bet your ghost on the placebo— It never gets better than this. The scalpel taketh, the scripture faketh… And the grave’s the final mistake. [Verse 3] I am the lie that feeds your need, The golden pill that makes you bleed. I am the prayer that rots your spine, The dollar sign with a cross entwined. I am the cure—your false messiah… Now kneel, and fuel my fire. [Outro] I do believe… I do....