Internet trolls and the religious are the same

(Verse 1)
You preach your love, but spit your hate,
Behind a screen or heaven’s gate,
You claim you’re saving souls from sin,
But you just love the fight you’re in.
Typing venom in disguise,
You think your cruelty sanctifies,
You get a thrill from others’ pain,
But call it “truth” in God’s name.

(Chorus)
Internet trolls and the religious are the same,
They just go by different names.
If Jesus saw how awful you were, what would he say?
You treat human interaction like it’s a game.

(Verse 2)
You say “repent” while throwing stones,
You think you’re righteous, breaking bones.
You say “burn in hell” with a holy grin,
Another dopamine rush for your sin.
The troll says “cry,” the preacher says “pray,”
But both are just hungry for a say.
They love the chaos, the digital flame,
Different robes, but the same old shame.

(Chorus)
Internet trolls and the religious are the same,
They just go by different names.
If Jesus saw how awful you were, what would he say?
You treat human interaction like it’s a game.

(Bridge)
You say it’s love, but it feels like control,
You can’t heal a wound by shaming the soul.
Empathy’s lost in the noise you create,
And you call that “truth” when it’s really hate.

(Breakdown)
You hide behind scripture or a meme,
To justify being mean.
The mask of “truth,” the mask of “wit,”
But it’s just cruelty, admit it.

(Final Chorus)
Internet trolls and the religious are the same,
They just go by different names.
If Jesus saw how awful you were, what would he say?
He’d tell you love’s not meant this way.
Internet trolls and the religious are the same,
Feeding on attention and shame.
If heaven’s real, or the web’s to blame —
It’s all just different names, same game.

(Outro)
So next time you preach or type your rage,
Ask what story you’re really on the page.
‘Cause love ain’t loud, and truth ain’t cruel —
Don’t be the devil playing saint or fool.