Unconcealed
Where should I start?
So many achings in my heart, Pain from all these thoughts, Answers seeming to dark, Things I'll never understand, Being's I'm just a part, Of a bigger picture, Bigger plan, Feeling like Noah with the ark
Warned the men of the problem in the land didn't wanna turn surely missed the mark, Then the flood came, Yeah, They swimming with the sharks, Devoured by the wrath of God, Yeah, They surely torn apart, Cuz they rather live in their sin with a hole in they soul like Tony Stark
Man, hell is real and those who die in they sin will feel its spark, And this is real life, Please believe me, This ain't luck, Created creatures with a moral compass, Man, Cant't make this up, All other creatures doing as they pleasing there's no justice, Bruh
There are so many souls I care about and love to death, However, I'm not the one who decides what's coming next, I'm worried about their soul, More than they worry about their own, Now that's so complex, And the sinful soul shall surely die yea death is such a pest, If you ain't right in the Lord's eyes, The afterlife won't be the best, Cuz just like prison for the evil in this world, Judgement must be pressed
Upon all the flesh, Living in wickedness, Going around warning my friends so they don't have to be a part of this mess, But what if, What if, They all turn and leave, Yeah, What if, What if, They call me crazy, Yeah, What if, What if, They start to hate me, That's when these thoughts flood in, Been thinking lately
Like what if, What if, They all turn and leave, Yeah, What if, What if, They don't believe me, Yeah, What if, What if, They start to hate me, That's when these thoughts flood in, Been thinking lately
Sometimes I be feeling like Paul, Writing letters, Trynna warn everyone, Giving them a call, They just look offending and appalled, No one takes sin serious, Matter fact it's applause, They receive from this sickness, Now let's take a pause, Like what can this cause, For starts men in pride and arrogance standing tall, And with the greed of men, Cuz they just want it all, While the poor still crawl, Under the tables of the rich, Picking scraps from the floor, Like dogs we get the crumbs, Oh how greatly we fall, Now truly, Who should be appalled, By our arrogance and greed
Selfish twisted needs, We should be bowed on our knees, Asking for forgiveness in intimance, Cuz our evil wicked deeds, And the lies that we breathe, Cuz it's just more sin we breed, Worried bout the ways of the world, And what the world's calling free, Disobeying the king and calling evil good, What a twisted inverted ideology.
If this is truly, What men believe then we're truly, Deservant of hell and it's death penalty, Yet there's a gift, So that we can be free
Now this gift is the cross of Christ, The boss bringing new life, To an afterlife, Free from strife, No need to fight, No plight, Given sight to be immortalized, Such a gift that we don't deserve, Given by he who created the whole world, So from sin we shall deter.
This life I will refer, I stand with Christ, Cuz man, that's what I prefer
So what if, What if, They still don't believe, Yeah, What if, What if, They start to hate me, So what if, What if, They call me crazy, I'm gone still rep Christ, I'm living for the king
So many achings in my heart, Pain from all these thoughts, Answers seeming to dark, Things I'll never understand, Being's I'm just a part, Of a bigger picture, Bigger plan, Feeling like Noah with the ark
Warned the men of the problem in the land didn't wanna turn surely missed the mark, Then the flood came, Yeah, They swimming with the sharks, Devoured by the wrath of God, Yeah, They surely torn apart, Cuz they rather live in their sin with a hole in they soul like Tony Stark
Man, hell is real and those who die in they sin will feel its spark, And this is real life, Please believe me, This ain't luck, Created creatures with a moral compass, Man, Cant't make this up, All other creatures doing as they pleasing there's no justice, Bruh
There are so many souls I care about and love to death, However, I'm not the one who decides what's coming next, I'm worried about their soul, More than they worry about their own, Now that's so complex, And the sinful soul shall surely die yea death is such a pest, If you ain't right in the Lord's eyes, The afterlife won't be the best, Cuz just like prison for the evil in this world, Judgement must be pressed
Upon all the flesh, Living in wickedness, Going around warning my friends so they don't have to be a part of this mess, But what if, What if, They all turn and leave, Yeah, What if, What if, They call me crazy, Yeah, What if, What if, They start to hate me, That's when these thoughts flood in, Been thinking lately
Like what if, What if, They all turn and leave, Yeah, What if, What if, They don't believe me, Yeah, What if, What if, They start to hate me, That's when these thoughts flood in, Been thinking lately
Sometimes I be feeling like Paul, Writing letters, Trynna warn everyone, Giving them a call, They just look offending and appalled, No one takes sin serious, Matter fact it's applause, They receive from this sickness, Now let's take a pause, Like what can this cause, For starts men in pride and arrogance standing tall, And with the greed of men, Cuz they just want it all, While the poor still crawl, Under the tables of the rich, Picking scraps from the floor, Like dogs we get the crumbs, Oh how greatly we fall, Now truly, Who should be appalled, By our arrogance and greed
Selfish twisted needs, We should be bowed on our knees, Asking for forgiveness in intimance, Cuz our evil wicked deeds, And the lies that we breathe, Cuz it's just more sin we breed, Worried bout the ways of the world, And what the world's calling free, Disobeying the king and calling evil good, What a twisted inverted ideology.
If this is truly, What men believe then we're truly, Deservant of hell and it's death penalty, Yet there's a gift, So that we can be free
Now this gift is the cross of Christ, The boss bringing new life, To an afterlife, Free from strife, No need to fight, No plight, Given sight to be immortalized, Such a gift that we don't deserve, Given by he who created the whole world, So from sin we shall deter.
This life I will refer, I stand with Christ, Cuz man, that's what I prefer
So what if, What if, They still don't believe, Yeah, What if, What if, They start to hate me, So what if, What if, They call me crazy, I'm gone still rep Christ, I'm living for the king
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Writer(s): Zion Wright
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