Open up your eyes
Prove the point that is sworn to me
Even blind ones see through your story
Begin on me, O Mighty One
Destroy me with the powers that be
I'm still standing here
My heart still beats a million strong
I'm calling you out; prove to your followers that you exist
Bring down your fury like the scriptures document
Judge me
Tell me that I am not worthy for you
Rid me from this hell you've created and wipe my slate clean
Blind me with your light as though you never wanted me to see
Still, I find myself waiting for the answers to come
My patience is wearing thin once again
Wipe my slate clean
When the trumpet sounds your so-called Second Coming
Am I supposed to be trembling in fear?
Wipe my slate clean
Thou shalt not bear false witness
