Quick Quick call the reaper
Manifestations of all your demons
That won't set you free
Materialistic things don't mean a thing
You wanted brothers
Well you got outlaws
Why do you call yourself a church
Why do you call yourself a ministry
Stop using that crutch
Take off your mask of mystery
They deserve the truth
Your playing a dangerous game
You long
All because you long for fame
Not giving glory for what has been given
Rather ignore instead of listen
But your to late
Forget this now or face your fate
We are not alone
You do this to break your silence
After all you tried to keep it quiet
What you said in the dark
Shall be said in the light
And what you say in private rooms
Shall be shouted on rooftops
Lets go
Why do call yourself a church
