Plastic Halo Flood

Verse 1 Neon saints on the glass Blinking teeth in the dark Every screen a small confession booth Receipt rolls like a prayer Plastic coins in the air We kneel to numbers, not to truth Pre‑Chorus Billboards hum like choirs out of tune City drowns in synthetic afternoon Chorus Let the plastic halos flood Over eyes, over blood Drown the sky in holy ads Sing salvation made of brands If your god is in the glow Let it choke the streets below Every promise that you sold Turns my throat to wired gold Verse 2 Credit scars on our wrists Holy code in the mist Touch to pay for borrowed grace Faith reduced to a swipe Sacred glitch in the hype Your cathedral fits my face Pre‑Chorus Every window is a pulpit made of light Preaching comfort, sterilized delight Chorus Let the plastic halos flood Over eyes, over blood Drown the sky in holy ads Sing salvation made of brands If your god is in the glow Let it choke the streets below Every promise that you sold Turns my throat to wired gold Bridge Turn the volume of your gospel up Till the sirens and the prayers corrupt Hear the static where the angels slept See the icons that your network kept Breakdown Kneel Screen Feel Clean Final Chorus Let the plastic halos flood Till the temples rot in mud All your slogans carved in bone All your mercy overthrown If your god is just a show Let it flicker, let it go I will walk out of your code Spitting sparks from wired gold