The lies you tell. I know them so well.
You think yourself clever. But know this. I Will Never…
return to your darkened lair. Where you hook the lost in despair.
Take a look over my shoulder, read the book under my nose. Read and see how He arose…
After He visited you and took away your keys. One day you’ll be under our heel begging “please”
We’ll look upon you and wonder…how something so small ever thought he could take us under.
Until that day, we’ve been given the power…to tread upon serpents and scorpions even at this very hour.
In the mighty name of Jesus, today we can declare…I bind you hopelessness and despair!
With a loud burst of the trump’s call, He’ll split that eastern sky. We will rise with Him in the twinkling of the eye.