The Prohet

The Prohet Lyrics

I'm here to tear down everything around you,
And you know what I'm going to replace it with?
Something new. God... The world of God.
So take your bread and give it to the poor.
What difference does it matter what you own?
You have gold and silver it's going to rot,
And that rot is going to eat away your heart.
All of you. There will be a flood and there will be a fire.
Everything will be destroyed.
But there will be a new ark, riding on that fire
And I hold the keys, and I open the door, and I decide who goes in and who doesn't.
You think God belongs only to you?
He doesn't.
God is an immortal spirit who belongs to everybody, to the whole world.
You think your special?
God is not an Israelite.
In the desert the baptists warned us, God is coming.
But I'm telling you it's too late.
He's already here.
I'm him.
And I'm going to baptize everybody... With fire!
The world of god (x n)
Come with me...
In the name of the prophet,
In the name of Jerimiah, the father,
In the name of the most holy god...
I call you here...
I call you here!