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Last Call

Hip-Hop/Rap

Last Call was released on April 1, 2026 by 12280361 Records DK as a part of the album Eternity On The Line

Song Details

AlbumEternity On The Line

Release DateApril 1, 2026

Label12280361 Records DK

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM71

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Digital Hymn

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

D H

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Digital Hymn

Producer

Lyrics

You think you woke

Still dead in your sin

Talkin' 'bout "energy"

But that cross did you in

Romans wrote: all fall

Every man, every kin

Wages what? Death

You still playin' pretend

You quote "only God judge"

Then you postin' the crime

He already set the verdict

John 3: you outta time

Light came, you love darkness

That's facts, not a line

You runnin' from the Judge

While you drinkin' his wine

You mock faith, call it fairy tale

Cool story

Tell me how your atoms

Gon' define moral glory

If we just meat and chemicals

Why you cry at a casket?

Why you scream "this ain't right"

When a child in a casket?

That's the image of God

Stamped deep in your chest

You suppress it, you stress it

Just to follow the rest

You say "truth is subjective"

But you argue I'm wrong

If all views valid

Why you type paragraphs long?

Who raised up the body

When the stone rolled aside?

Empty tomb, five hundred saw

They ain't all lie

Men died for that witness

Sword, fire and chain

You won't die for a cap

You die for what you've seen plain

You got "manifest, crystals"

You just remixin' sin

New label on rebellion

Still rot at the end

Every knee bow down

Either now or in flame

Same King you reject

Gon' remember your name (yeah)

This that last call

Better run to the cross

You flex now

But the soul still lost

You think you big dog

'Til the sky peel off

Every tongue say "Jesus"

Every crown get tossed

Better get saved

Before the clock run out

Ain't no plea deal

When the Judge come down

You can play hard

You can laugh, mock, clown

But the grave stay quiet

When they lay you down

You say "Bible been twisted"

Cool, you skimmed one blog

I been deep in the text

You been deep in fog

Sixty-six books, centuries

One thread, one plot

Prophets callin' the shot

Then the Son hit the spot

Isaiah talked a servant

Pierced, crushed, no bone broke

Psalms painted hands, feet

Castin' lots for his coat

All written long before

Any Roman swung rope

You can check dates, languages

Facts, not hope

You trust blogs, trust memes

Trust a TikTok rant

But a manuscript stack

You say, "nah, can't"

You let strangers on a screen

Raise your doubt from a seed

But dismiss eyewitnesses

Over "vibes" and a feed

"Problem of evil"

You think that's your blade

But if there is no standard

Then evil just a shade

You borrow God's law

Just to swing at his face

Then complain 'bout the rules

While you livin' in his place

You want heaven, no King

Want breath, but no source

Want justice on your ops

But for you, no court

You a thief usin' lungs

That you swear don't exist

You curse God with the tongue

That he formed in your lips

He patient, that's mercy

Not proof he ain't there

You still breathe, still bleed

That's his hand, that's care

But that patience got a limit

Acts seventeen said clear

He appointed a day

Judge comin' right here (hey!)

This that last call

Better run to the cross

You flex now

But the soul still lost

You think you big dog

'Til the sky peel off

Every tongue say "Jesus"

Every crown get tossed

Better get saved

Before the clock run out

Ain't no plea deal

When the Judge come down

You can play hard

You can laugh, mock, clown

But the grave stay quiet

When they lay you down

Written by: D H

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