Lyric

Neon angels with their silver tongues

Selling “freedom” to the weak and young

Paper halos always come undone—

Every blessing weighs a ton

Money moves where the truth should bleed

Holy actors with a hidden creed

Shake your hand while they plant the seed

Another life they’ll make us need

They claim they're saving the world tonight

But the shadows scream another story

Empire of Relief in the dark

Painting halos on the sharks

Saving souls with stolen hearts—

Yeah, that’s their trademark

Empire of Relief in disguise

Selling hope with poisoned lies

In the name of paradise

They pull the strings of our lives

Tower prophets whisper overseas

“Take our help, fall down on your knees.”

Golden chains disguised as peace—

Every contract guarantees

Rebels vanish in the hidden glare

Silenced voices fill the air

Freedom’s price is pure despair

Wrapped in aid beyond repair

Midnight cargo under foreign skies

Paper trails and alibis

Heroes fade as the numbers rise—

Who survives their paradise?

Empire of Relief in the dark

Painting halos on the sharks

Saving souls with stolen hearts—

That’s their hallmark

Empire of Relief in disguise

Selling hope with poisoned lies

Freedom’s always monetized—

They pull the strings of our lives