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