SPOKEN WORD
I took a sabbatical
the lies, I tried to fight: "just myself being radical!”
Hypocritical preachers imitating the God they know-
Don’t know why we don’t support ‘em
‘Cause with the kind of thought we lovingly behold
Makes no sense, the God we created is our foe!
We’re destitute of truth and you just boo me off the stage
Justify it as a cage that I’m living in
Legalism, religion; call it what you like
but foolish men despise the pursuit of knowledge
Even if it’s the gate to all things godly
“Poor thing… he’s a child in his faith; forget him,”
in Church new thought has no place

VERSE I
This introduction is meant to be challenging
Rattling your head and render you babbling
Battling nonsense, silencing rambling
Dead or alive, is no question of position
It may be that you feel; offended
Apologizingly, I meant it
But not for you; the one who’s listenin’
Talking to the schools of thoughts of ‘ism’s: y'all lyin'
Ooh, misguided – living life in denial
Funny how two parts of the brain don’t see eye to eye
Still turning down a chance to see God in better light
Trust me, thinkin' bout these things just might save your life
(It did mine!)

VERSE II
Multiplying doubt, we're flying south
Closer to the heat, clinging to his mouth
Entranced by the mystique, no joy abounds
Endearing; it sounds, is it the ‘Enemy’?
that speaks of predestiny, depravity,
Of irresistibility and fruit-bearing trees
Although maybe pleasing, He's defeating…
Us. The greatest lies twist the meaning, ugh

Give the people what they want
Give the people what they want
Give the people what they want
Please don’t piss the steeple off
And it’s teaching stupidity
“But honestly these problems are petty
Evangelizing to the already damned is priority
So damn your theology.”