Give me revolution, or give me death!
I long for solutions, I won't die like the rest!
This world of delusions I will protest!
Who wants to bow to a lifeless, cold Jesus
That all of the preachers have painted their way?
They hold their revivals, yet worship their idols
Serve God in title but to mammon they slave.
But the Jesus that I know stood up to rival
And calls His disciples to come do the same.
The lion has risen and will take by surprise!