Awake!

He's got them right where he wants them, locked in his sights
He's like a visor, only down to be blocking the light
He's like a pusher, once they're hooked he'll get them high as a kite
He's trying to take them off the planet like a rocket in flight
Good night, he's lord of the flies, they flock to the light
They come in contact, catch a buzz and drop out of sight
A true snake oil salesmen, offering gains with no pain
He's in the business of bottling false hopes like Rogaine
Master at the art of ambush, he's the foulest ninja
Causing damage and then vanishing before they know they're injured
The great pretender he's the prince of gender benders
With the bent to put a hellish stench on things that God intended
Age after age he's plotting the same caper
They sleep under his lullabies, while saints pray they wake up
Once the old man has passed the new has not the same nature
He's trying to keep them sleep, gassed with halothane vapor

Wake up! Rise with the Son, open open your eyes
A new day has begun, now you know you're alive
You've come to life from death, no more life in the flesh
Jesus Christ is your righteousness, walk in his steps
Wake up! Rise with the Son, open open your eyes
A new day has begun, now you know you're alive
You've come to life from death, no more life in the flesh
Jesus Christ is your righteousness, walk in his steps

What you know about them scales falling off your eyes?
Scanning your perimeter standing there looking all surprised?
What was familiar is foreign and what was truth is lies
You feel it in your soul and know that inside that Book is life!
You ever had sense that's so instinctive
That at the end of life, that light would usher in your own extinction?
You ever been at that moment disrobed of your depiction
Of yourself as innocent, not deserving affliction?
Can you remember guilt like an infection festering?
Feeling trapped inside this sack of flesh you've been sequestered in?
Remember questioning everything you've investing in?
That first aggression against the flesh, then you get to wrestling?
Taking the sword of the Spirit and get the thrusting with?
Filled with hope and joy now you're switching up what you trusting in?
You know what's up if when you ponder on the crucifixion
You get hit with a mix of gratitude along conviction

Wake up! Rise with the Son, open open your eyes
A new day has begun, now you know you're alive
You've come to life from death, no more life in the flesh
Jesus Christ is your righteousness, walk in his steps
Wake up! Rise with the Son, open open your eyes
A new day has begun, now you know you're alive
You've come to life from death, no more life in the flesh
Jesus Christ is your righteousness, walk in his steps

If you knew the old me, now I look strange when I see ya
It's cause I got up with the Son, I'm wide awake like "buenos días"
Crack a couple eggs, fry a steak, grab a plate and eat up
Turning page after page I'm trying to meet Him as I read up
Placing my hope in Him with eyes wide open
While taking notes and quoting what God has spoken
I'm trying to stoke the fire and keep my desire burning
Till I'm pulled out of a furnace and get poured inside an urn
I'm trying to stay concerned with learning Him, serving up what is nourishing
Down to put up a fight like "we going be moving furniture!"
I carry the burden guarding my heart like a sternum
Throwing prayers to cover up the body like ya epidermis
Grip the cross like jaws on pits, I cling and never let go
Spiritual insomniac, refuse to blink, I'm like a gecko
Run through Proverbs snatching jewels, got sticky fingers, I'm a clepto
Even when I'm resting in His grace, I'm straight, I never sleep though

Wake up! Rise with the Son, open open your eyes
A new day has begun, now you know you're alive
You've come to life from death, no more life in the flesh
Jesus Christ is your righteousness, walk in his steps
Wake up! Rise with the Son, open open your eyes
A new day has begun, now you know you're alive
You've come to life from death, no more life in the flesh
Jesus Christ is your righteousness, walk in his steps