Resurrection Band Souls For Hire
You toy with the truth
You dilute with water
You hate your wife
But you say you love your daughter
Envision if you will
A world on fire
It's a flaming sin
We're souls for hire
You get what you pay for
A jack of all trades
A fist full of small change
A host of charades
Philosophies drifting
To please every whim
It only depends
On the mood you're in
You lean towards religion
You secularize
Don't feed me excuses
they're nothing but lies
the time that you're wasting
Is precious to Him
Truth is you don't confront sin
Like a magician
With rabbit in hand
A wand of ideas
At your command
Some will be fooled
And believe what you say
But God will be the last
To speak on that day
Leave or be left
That's what it says
Be loved if you want
Or left if you don't
Don't blame the preacher
Don't blame the school
don't blame conditions
Don't be a fool
If you live in the darkness
It's you that decides
And it won't freeze over
No matter the time
