Lyrics

[Verse]
Crowns on my head, but my halo ain't gold,
Cashed out the choir, hear their voices unfold.
Wings on my kicks, never dragging the ground,
Preach in the track, every word is profound.

[Chorus]
Angels in the back, singing notes from the sky,
Bass hit the floor, make the heavens comply.
Choir in the cut, turning whispers to roars,
Halo shines bright when the melody soars.

[Bridge]
Storm through the field where the sinners once wept,
Trumpets be banging, every halo's been kept.
Saints in the mosh pit, divine and unclean,
Holy be the flex, unholy the scene.

[Verse 2]
Scripture in my lyrics got the demons eclipsed,
Wrote my own psalm, every word a tight grip.
Harps and the synths, got the seraphim jamming,
Flames from the drop leave the crowd to shamming.

[Chorus]
Angels in the back, singing notes from the sky,
Bass hit the floor, make the heavens comply.
Choir in the cut, turning whispers to roars,
Halo shines bright when the melody soars.

[Outro]
Crosses on my chain, but my grind ain't chained,
Beat so holy, it baptizes the game.
Fire with the ice where sinners awake,
This song a prayer, let the snare remake.