Turn It Down
So this is where the world lies behind the Son of Man, now go
Sell your soul
For this world will offer nothing
Well I have invented angels of my own
They are false and untrue
Crawling, cowering they still my shroud
When I swear from the blazing Son above
Uncovered, so shall I fall
This is where my bones will rest
In the desert of forsakeness
Watch your back cause the sky is turning black
Don't listen, for I will make you a liar
Closed off by crossed arms
There is no worship here
So put your foot down
So quick to eject and reject