The Prophet

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 arc riding on that fire
 And I hold the keys and I open the door
 And I decide who goes in and who doesn't
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 The world of God
 Come with me
 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 you're special?
 God is not an Israelite!
 In the desert the baptist warned us
 God is coming
 Well, I'm telling you it's too late
 He's already here
 I'm here
 And I'm going to baptize everybody with fire
 Come with me
 In the name of the prophets
 In the name of Jeremiah and my father
 In the name of the most holy God
 I call you here
 I call you here