|
Bobby Love (Repeated)
I see you people babble on and on and on
Craving images, golden idols and false icons
I'm seeking wisdom like Solomon
But my antenna keeps on picking up evil transmissions
At headquarters I receive my mission
Blow up the ruler of the air like nuclear fission
So I analyze my weapons
Laser-guided rifles that shoot spiritual wisdom
I think I see enemy warriors, huh
Fragile heathens that run stuff like mayhem
So with brothers less love hunts we set up time bombs
To destroy the strongholds of Babylon
Boby Love (Repeated)
We're in the tribe of the great unrighteous minority
Stagnant culture make you forget your spiritual priorities
Backed down by the movement, soldiers will serve you
Abused by God, destroy you like Betelgeuse
Tool of all kingdoms, live evil, purified horror
Take it down and overthrow your life, Sodom and Gomorrah
Stronger than the law, guilty of all crimes
Let the great prophet Isaiah predict your fall for fifty times
God's mind to your nephews for the purpose you're using
Are they a thorn in your field?
Cause the day I rationalize the ruins
Filled with lies and nasty persuasions
But rushed and cut by us is rescue invasion
Bobby Love (Repeated)
Hook to the sky heed the warning
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shallow is coming
Hook to the sky heed the warning
The shadow is coming
The shadow is coming
Plagues are coming
The plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the dead based
The plagues are coming
The plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the dead based
The plagues are coming
The plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the dead based
The plagues are coming
The plagues are coming
I feel the breath of the dead based
Misled bureaucracy
Full of hypocrisy
I got a still poster
For true democracy
Destruction
Now your walls are falling
Just sitting here
Waiting for the train to Zion
Sit down in the dust
Babylon
Without a throne
To call your own
It's 471
The city has fallen
She has fallen
Golden images
Of her gods
Like shadows
On the ground
Boby Love (Repeated)
|
|
