1. ...OF A MAN

Gone to bed, turned off the lights
Closed your eyes, does your emptiness come as a surprise?
Don't live a lie
Reach deep down and pull up your insides
Take a look at what's exposed
Look and ponder, is life too complicated for an answer?
You wonder what it would be like to be dead,
as a million thoughts go running through your head
Living stagnant in this life just to endure another world's longest night
He weighs heavy on your heart
Why is it so hard to understand God's glory surpasses the comprehension
Why is it so hard to understand God's glory surpasses the comprehension of a man?


2. WOLVES IN SHEEPS CLOTHING

To the Pharisees of the twenty-first century
To those who know only religious ceremonies
Crooked liars behind pedestals
Got bibles in their hands but know nothing of what it holds
Stand on your stage, wave your fist in the air
Move your lips
Move your lips to speak of your own man-made teachings, age old traditions
Age old traditions are what you hold close to your heart
Old testament, old covenant is what you preach
That broke when the body of Christ broke
Did you forget, or did you just skip through that part
That most crucial part
The part that changed the course of history.


3. THE RELIGIOUS BURDEN OF IMPERFECTION

Why is man so easily fooled by the evil one?
Surely he can't use our own beliefs against us, can he?
Your soul is free, but your mind is chained in hell
You go on each day
And go to sleep each night
Guilt-ridden of the past and in fear of the future
From a humanistic religious etiquette: perfection
Your soul is free, but your mind isn't.


4. ON/OFF SWITCH

Like a pair of pants you treat my creator
Take Him off one day and put Him on another
Like clock work you abuse the Savior
Just wait till the right hand strikes at the right time
Your faith is bipolar
Charismatic or ruined based on your pleasure
Why shoot yourself in the foot?
For the very things you run from are the very things you desire
The trials that you flee are the blessings that could be
Your faith is bipolar
Charismatic or ruined based on your pleasure
Embrace God with your head in the clouds
Cloud nine is the one that you're on, but as soon as it rains you're gone
As soon as it rains you're gone
Please stop playing teeter-totter on the cross of God
Please stop playing teeter-totter on the cross of my savior
And the confusion you've caused is not welcome.