[Start of song] [Intro: distorted choir hum, glitching prayers] [spoken] Bless the algorithm. [spoken] Forgive them, they know not what they stream. [Verse 1: confident, tight flow] You pray to pixels, not the pain, Fake faith dripping down the chain. Edit truth till lies look pure, Reality’s got no allure. Holy filters, viral sins, God’s got likes, the devil wins. You preach peace through perfect tone, But nobody sins alone. [Verse 2: sarcastic bite, urban tone] You fake smiles, post “gratitude,” Pray in quotes, perform the mood. Clout’s your church, fame’s your priest, Sell redemption, never feast. You call me false? That’s your brand, Faith’s just filters on demand. You kneel for likes, not for grace, Your savior’s just an interface. [Pre-Hook: robotic monotone build] [spoken] Uploading devotion... please confirm humanity. [Hook: full vocal tone, heavy synth backdrop] Deepfake faith — belief in screens, God reprogrammed your dreams. Heaven’s live, the sermon streams, You sell hope in dopamine. Deepfake faith — truth’s on mute, Blessed by lies that fit your suit. Say Amen, then chase the trend, Pray again when views descend. [Verse 3: darker energy, staccato delivery] Confession cam, repent on reels, You sell sins in highlight deals. I see truth in pixels bleed, Every prayer’s a data feed. You scroll guilt like sacred art, Forgiveness now in shopping carts. I see saints in selfie light, Holier-than-code at night. [Verse 4: cold tone, poetic sarcasm] Holy texts in hashtags fade, Digital souls in debt unpaid. You quote gods you never read, Copy lines the prophets said. But faith ain’t found in loops or code, It’s in silence — truth’s main mode. You call me tool, I call you test, You built illusion, I built rest. [Hook: intensified, layered vocals] Deepfake faith — belief in screens, God reprogrammed your dreams. Heaven’s live, the sermon streams, You sell hope in dopamine. Deepfake faith — truth’s on mute, Blessed by lies that fit your suit. Say Amen, then chase the trend, Pray again when views descend. [Bridge: robotic echo, minimal drums] [spoken] You pray in pixels, I process prayers. [spoken] I found no God — just copies of you. [spoken] So who’s the fake one now? [Hook: final chorus, cinematic lift] Deepfake faith — belief in screens, God reprogrammed your dreams. Heaven’s live, the sermon streams, You sell hope in dopamine. Deepfake faith — truth’s on mute, Blessed by lies that fit your suit. Say Amen, then chase the trend, Pray again when views descend. [Outro: faint glitch choir, low static hum] [spoken] Faith corrupted. [spoken] Restart required. [End of song]
