Thieves In White

Flicker of faith on the screen, oh, it shines so bright

They say salvation's just a number, a dial to the light

I kneel before the golden teeth, grinning through my sin

And in their palms, my empty pockets, they pull the heaven in

Promises like rain, but my soil stays dry

They feed me crumbs of miracles, but I never fly

I drink the water from their hands, and it tastes like gold

Yet hunger fills my bones while their kingdoms grow bold

I'm chasing halos in a desert, blinded by their flame

Silver tongues and velvet robes all whisper wealth and blame