The Wrong Prophet
There's a man with a missing hand who walks around calling the demons.
He puts your sacrifices in a jar
And bright ingredients the night with your spirits and strong hearts.
He cries out GOD'S word to condemn your thoughts and throws your children's lives into the darkness.
He believes he's right but is purely wrong, and calls on GOD and Jesus to swallow you whole.
He yells he knows Jesus Christ and speaks his teachings, not understanding one word he thinks he is the reason, that you have hope and inspiration in him.
But he stumbles your way.
For he knows who he serving you up to every day.
Be careful
I gave you love and…you spit in my eye
I gave you love and you ask me why
If I came to you for Love
Why oh why do I cry
It must be dust that got in my eye.
For I seen you clearly, I thought I did,
But when I turned around you were a demon, not a friend.
I gave you love why would spit on me
Did you not know JEHOVAH GOD wanted you to be loved through thee?
If I go back and strip your blanket of spirit from off your face, would you be angry and disgraced to see my true face?