Dead Men’s Religion
How do you claim to follow good, yet walk in wicked ways?
How does cruelty serve the One who leads the light of day?
How does spilling blood draw you close to what is right?
How does harming others ever please the Lord of life?
How can killing be done in the name of love above?
How is violence holy, when the message should be love?
Say your faith is sacred, no matter what you claim
But every eye sees clearly what your religion really proclaims
You speak of peace in worship, but violence trails your wake
Your sanctity is broken by every soul you break
You strip away compassion, leave dignity ignored
The wounds you cause in others cry out before the Lord
That in the final judgement you won't be justified.
God, open the eyes of the hearts that think they know
What’s meant to be holy, but darkness is all they show
You call your faith hallowed, but truth will have its say
All wrongs will be answered on the judgement day
God, let them see who you really are
Merciful, righteous, Holy, shining bright as the stars
The cruel can’t enter those gates or behold your face
By the fruit of their living, they’ll never see that place
Because dead men’s religion wont look upon God’s face
Hatred wears a holy mask, the outsider is betrayed
Injustice goes unchallenged, while innocence is slain
The whispers in the darkness say, “We’re chosen, we are blessed”
Yet all your empty rituals give your weary souls no rest
You claim to be devoted, but betray the pure and weak
Chasing after cravings, ignoring prayers you speak
Your choices tell the story, when the last account is read
There’s no excuse for evil in the justice of the dead
You call your faith unblemished, while blood stains your hands
The world can see the lies, and truth unmasks your plans
The violence of your doctrine is a scar that will not fade
No garment dressed in white can cover these mistakes
That in the final judgement you won't be justified.
God, open the eyes of the hearts that think they know
What’s meant to be holy, but darkness is all they show
You call your faith hallowed, but truth will have its say
All wrongs will be answered on the judgement day
God, let them see who you really are
Merciful, righteous, Holy, shining bright as the stars
The cruel can’t enter those gates or behold your face
By the fruit of their living, they’ll never see that place
Because dead men’s religion wont look upon God’s face
Turn around its not too late
Destiny is not fate
The choice you make to turn around
Is calling you to higher ground
A pure heart you cannot fake
Give it all for Jesus sake
Jesus empty grave
Is the sign for all to see
He suffered for us all
That we can be made free
The penalty of sin
On judgement day we face
Was paid upon the cross
When Jesus took our place
That on the final judgement you are justified.
God, open the eyes of the hearts that think they know
What’s meant to be holy, but darkness is all they show
You call your faith hallowed, but truth will have its say
All wrongs will be answered on the judgement day
God, let them see who you really are
Merciful, righteous, Holy, shining bright as the stars
The cruel can’t enter those gates or behold your face
By the fruit of their living, they’ll never see that place
Oh God reach those hearts before regret becomes their home