Testo Heretic

Self righteous,
So wrong,
You run your mouth as if you were God,
Blinded by the dollar signs,
I can see the truth

I can show you the truth,
You think I'm dumb enough to fall for this, I'm calling you out, heretic,
You don't think I'm pissed, I wrote this song for you

False Prophet,
It is written,
“My house shall be called a house of prayer, but you
have turned it into a den of thieves,”
I know exactly who you are,
Wretched one, Pitiful,
Poor and blind,
You have nothing,
Refine yourself in fire,
We can show you the truth,
Preacher for sale and we know your scam,
For the cash you'll give them hope, Give them hope,
Profit with vision but not for the bride and she'll suffer the loss of this disappointment,
Make your betrayal,
You'll make your escape but we're there to give you rope, Give you rope
Mr. Iscariot, we know the truth,
We come to settle accounts and let justice ride,
It's hard not to hate when
There's people like you