You were the Tongue and I was the Whisper
You preached the Word, I drank the wine
You had a way with all the believers
I don’t believe your kind, oh preacher
Woah, Preacher, you’re getting it wrong
Time is a fraud, not a frame or a picture
Time is a gun that kills
We have no time for this game of tradition
You have lost your will
We are all born from the blood and the violence
Its all we know
Silence the lies from the crowned benediction
They have no right to say
That God is on his way
Woah, Preacher, you’re getting it wrong
Jesus take me home
You’ve been stuck in first with your blinders on
You’ve been preaching only the same old song
Waiting for the day but the day won’t come
Singing, “Rapture take me home.”
Woah, Preacher, you’re getting it wrong
credits
from Self Titled,
released January 1, 2010
Benjamin Zeman - Guitar and Vocals
Carson Arnold - Drums
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