Gideon had many men, so he sent the timid to their lands. And lemme tell you what the Lord said: Said, "There's still too many men." So, do they cup the water in their hands, or put their head down and their hind up? 

Yo! Put your head up!! Don't ever let up! Be wise. Rams horns will cut in all of a sudden. Surprise! Wake up!

Gideon jumped out of bed. God said, "Move on Midian. And if you feel a little timid, sneak on down and listen in." Tumble down and flip a tent. One sword for the Lord, one for Gideon!

Move your hands, use your arms, wicked ways, wicked lies. Bow to pray, close your eyes, move your hands. Wicked smile, wicked sloth, wicked hands, wicked ways. Move your hands, use your arms, say my name. Wicked. Bow to pray, close your eyes, move your hands. Wicked smile, wicked sloth, wicked hands, wicked ways. What?

Gideon's River

When my work here is done I'll rise into the sun and shine down on you. An ocean full of strength, my friends. Make no mistake, you'll shine on me too. This ocean's winter wave's got a live bite, like a snake I just grabbed onto. Right hand swollen in pain and a smile on my face. All because of you. 
As I struggle awake, my heart aflame with pain, my sweat keeps me cool. But my head spins insane. My body's like a dead weight to my caged soul. And when my wings take flight I'll surely learn all on this earth I don't know. Until that fateful day, my dear, all I can love of you is what you show. 
So don't be a stranger. Don't be a troubled soul. You know, if you're hanging around, just be the love you show.
I think it's safe to say the way we came to be was nothing simple. Crawled up from dust, like winged serpents of the seas, into our temples. And when our wings take flight we'll surely learn all on this earth we don't know. Until that fateful day, my dear, all we can love is what we choose to.
So don't be a stranger. Don't be a troubled soul. You know, if you're hanging around, just be the love you show.

The Love You Show

I don’t wanna think about it, I don’t wanna talk about it. You don’t even know what’s real. The head on your shoulders is carried, but coma’ed. And you don’t even know how you feel. So I don’t wanna think about it, I don’t wanna joke about it. You can’t even tell what’s right. Keep up with the Joneses. On loop in your own mess, and I don’t wanna take your advice. No, I don’t wanna take your clone soul.

Clone soul, feeling kinda funny. Got your greenbacks floating through my head. Can’t pay bills without the money and you can’t take it with you when you’re dead. Mama, see the rats running all got dollar signs across the eyes. They can’t see the end coming. Guess it really isn’t a surprise.

Can’t take it with you.

Clone Soul

Blew the bucks on bric-a-bracs, then lived a little and lost them. Scalp snagged on a simple task. Sorta simple, so costly. Maybe I should take a little caffeine, or step it up to cocaine? Maybe I should toss a lit match. Flames burn away the bad dreams... Hey, did you notice at the back gate someone let the lock free, and snuck in like a coked out broke maid? Copies of the house key. You know we never stood a chance, guey. Been straight caged from the genesis. Stacked, shackled in a rat race. Dead, like wasted batteries.

Go blow your bucks on bric-a-bracs until you're deadass exhausted. Scalp snagged on a simple task. This unmistakable nonsense.

Maybe if a flew the coup, quakes as I hit the ground running. Maybe if the axis moves, shakes, people will finally change something. You fade away until all that's left is a wad in a pocket. You can't feign ignorant bliss, this filthy rock is rotten.

Get it, have it, take it. Wait— it's got us all rolling loaded die! Steal it, kill him, take him, flip him, shake him, dump his pockets on the turnpike. You've got no idea what riches you fail to see. Your come to Jesus will have you begging on your knees.

Don't you you get it? Have it, take it, wait— it's fake! It's all a waste of my time. You’re flunking. Take it, make it sacred. Basic. Let it eat up your life. Racing the Joneses bro, it's better you than me. Call me a sucker, how much succor can one human being need?

Don't you get it, have it, take it, wait— it's got us all rolling loaded die! Steal it, kill him, take him, flip him, shake him, dump his pockets on the turnpike. You've got no idea what riches you fail to see. Your come to Jesus will have you begging on your knees.

Bric-a-bracs

You wanna suffer. You think it makes you tougher. Chemical blood, chemical brother, chemical lungs, and chemical lovers. You wanna steal His pretty, spotless picture. Chemical rush, chemical rupture, chemical touch, chemical tether. You want a window that warms the weather. A cheap thrill, a fantastic disaster, makes he feel much ascendant. The master. Mr. master of it...

“You need a partner, someone to make you sharper. A steady hand to draw from the quiver. A steady stance and an even temper.”

"Come, Liberator, make the shaken shakers"

A steady hand, an uneven trainer. Chemical stand-ins, chemical layers, chemical shotguns, chemical slayers.

False Messiah

The earth reaches up, and drags me in somehow. I am the mammoth, and she the tar that drowns. And you are the shadow of the moon, eclipsed my lips and burning blue.

But when the Son come up, the naysayers, say, they gonna know that we are dangerous. The copious clever. The Code. Dimwit, don’t play with us. Bet you’ll wind up broken. We’re bold. Yes, and we came to crush. We’re the type that won’t let it go.

When enough is enough and we’re left with an empty shell, and the choices you made only helped us to burn in hell, we’ll thank you for all the rotten fruit and pull out the rug from under you.

And when the Son come up, the naysayers, say, they gonna know that we are dangerous. The copious clever. The Code. Dimwit, don’t play with us. Bet you’ll wind up broken. We’re bold. Yes, and we came to crush. We’re the type that won’t let it go.
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(REVELATION 19:14-16, MATTHEW 28:7-10)
14 The armies of heaven, dressed in the finest of pure white linen, followed him on white horses. 15 From his mouth came a sharp sword to strike down the nations. He will rule them with an iron rod. He will release the fierce wrath of God, the Almighty, like juice flowing from a winepress. 16 On his robe at his thigh was written this title: King of all kings, Lord of all lords.
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7 And now, go quickly and tell his disciples that he has risen from the dead, and is going ahead of you to Galiliee. You will see him there. Remember what I have told you." 8 The women ran quickly from the tomb. They were very frightened but also filled with great joy, and they rushed to give the disciples the angel's message. 9 And as they went, Jesus met and greeted them. And they ran to him, grasped his feet, and worshipped him. 10 Then Jesus said to them, "Don't be afraid! Go tell my brothers to leave for Galilee, and they will see me there."
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As the title suggests, this song is an anthem with the Armies of Heaven at the Battle of Armageddon in mind, calling out the devil and his foolish minions.

I also had in mind the Resurrection. How incredible it must have been for Jesus' disciples to see Him rise again! What hope and inspiration they must have felt! It’s no wonder we have been talking about Him for two thousand years. We based our whole year system off of Jesus, and many people have no idea.

I also thought it was interesting to consider what the Resurrection felt like from Jesus perspective. Hence the line “I am the mammoth, and she the tar that drowns,” Jesus being the mammoth, death being the tar. In a lot of out of body experience (OBE) and near death experience (NDE) situations, people report a feeling of dampness or heaviness when entering back into their bodies. While these experiences are unproven and should be taken with a grain of salt, there’s a wealth of circumstantial evidence to indicate their validity, spanning cultures and religions worldwide.

When I say “the Code” I am referring to the Ten Commandments and the whole “what would Jesus do” mentality. It’s basically like a divine code that Christians are supposed to live by. As the saying goes, “if you don’t believe in anything, you believe in everything.”

The Armies Of Heaven

You guys are swallowing it and I don't know why. So blindly following it. And I don't know why you wanna wade these wicked waters in the middle. You wanna be the battery that bashed the people's minds? You wanna wed the Jezebel, fiendish and fickle? You wanna give her all you have, and all you hope to find?

You wanna wallow in it and I don't know why. So blindly following it and I don't know why. Trammel our mothers and our fathers in a pickle. Oh, give us water, give us shelter and enslave our minds. Oh, wed us to the Jezebel, fiendish and fickle. Feed us the sickness and the cure a morsel at a time.

You wise are swallowing it and I don't know why. So blindly following it and I don't know why.

It's you who swear, in the light, we're equal. It's you who feed the poison to the people. It's you.

The truth, lies. It's like these days they might as well be the same. The truth lies.

They don't mind you.

Jezebel

Brain off that fire, meek. You, alone. You ache of sorrow, weak. You erode. Is there a limit to what you can sustain? Move up inert terrain. We escape, stillness in everything. See the state of it as liminal. All will blossom wholly.

Open your eyes, lest the evil fool. Take in a breath. The heat will arise as the lunar cools the feel of your flesh.

You had a moment, but you wasted my breath and my time.

Blatantly lie to me, ain't it so? Can't let you cry to me. Let it go. Don't let those images fool. That foxy gaze? FAKE!

OPEN YOUR EYES.

Exodus

Can't lose this brain. Do you choose little things? Maybe more than you realize. Bruised, restrained, the mammal is trained to only go outside. So, lock him up in a cage. If you remember, feed him. He might bite at your legs, but if you're hungry you can eat him.

Your truth has changed. You choose little things. They're all that make up your life. Confused, contained, the mammal is trained to stay up all night. But if he start acting strange, just take him to the park and leave him. He might finally stay. Maybe you'll enjoy the freedom…

Oh shut up. Oh shoot me these subliminal lies. All a chemical carefree for our cannibal eyes.

Fools with fangs, though false, can still sting. Many more money may buy. Wrench the reins to keep them at bay. Fed, but never satisfied. So if you make a play to save— hey, wait— don't let them know you've seen them! Because the mammal is trained to bite the hand that feeds him.

Oh shut up. Oh shoot me these subliminal lies. All a chemical carefree for our cannibal eyes

Oh shut up. Oh shoot me this subliminal lies. All a chemical carefree built to eat us alive.

Built to eat us alive.

Built to eat us alive.

Little Things

Priscilla, you need and animal and I need a mind. Priscilla, you need a cannibal and I eat alive. I'll never go back, be a puppet, deranged. Would you rather live free or spend your life in a cage? Priscilla, maybe I'm a criminal and you need a crime. And you're the one, and together we're killer. And I don't wanna go back, I don't wanna go back.

Priscilla, these men are animals and they made us slaves. Priscilla, there's no reprieve from this Gehenna they made. We gotta go back, gonna run outa time. Gotta free all the people, gonna spill all the lies. Priscilla, these men are devils and we will make them pay. Be mutinous or things will never get better.

Oh, I don't wanna go back, but we gotta go back.

Priscilla

Another trick in the bag. Another play in the book. A nod attempting to cast another placated look out the side of your eye. Another buck in the bank. Another day was a waste. Oh, the denial of faith! Oh, what a fist to the face!

But you don’t mind.

Because when the day breaks and a new thing's coming, the whole race gonna keep you running, no end in sight. You could stay safe and arrest your gunning, or you could go ape and repress for nothing, and it'll be alright.

Because I could be your guru. You be my muse and brew some voodoo. Oh, holy heaven, so unearthly. We get them all begging for mercy.

Another Freudian slip. A twitch, a tremor, a tell. A lot of folks losing grip. A lot of habits inhaled and exalted high. How do you feel when you fight? Where did you look when you fell? Discern the wrong from the right, untangle heaven from hell.

You can't trust your eyes.

But when the day breaks and a new thing's coming, the whole race gonna keep you running, no end in sight. You could stay safe and arrest your gunning, or you could go ape and repress for nothing, and it'll be alright.

Hm...

Because I could be your guru. You be my muse and brew some voodoo. Oh, holy heaven, so unearthly. We get them all begging for mercy.

Guru

Wind blew my roof off and I'm cold, and I'm cowering. You pointed your finger. I'm alone, me and my sin. Oh, that foolish devil ain't got nothin’ on me. Back on goes my rooftop. Oh, my God, cover me. Slither and wither, hanging down like a snake in a tree. You get the woman when her man ain't looking. Oh, you think that nobody sees the truth. I know that Somebody sees… Back on goes my rooftop. Oh, my God, cover me. Back goes my rooftop. Oh, my God, cover me. Back goes my rooftop. Oh, my God. Come by it honest because the Man is looking. Turn your back on conscience? Smell the devil's cooking? Oh, you think that nobody sees? Oh, my God, cover me. Back goes my rooftop. Oh, my God, cover me.

Fall Of Man

Living in the Light (Ephesians 5:1-20)

1 Imitate God, therefore, in everything you do, because you are his dear children. 2 Live a life filled with love, following the example of Christ. He loved us and offered himself as a sacrifice for us, a pleasing aroma to God.

3 Let there be no sexual immorality, impurity, or greed among you. Such sins have no place among God’s people. 4 Obscene stories, foolish talk, and coarse jokes—these are not for you. Instead, let there be thankfulness to God. 5 You can be sure that no immoral, impure, or greedy person will inherit the Kingdom of Christ and of God. For a greedy person is an idolater, worshiping the things of this world.

6 Don’t be fooled by those who try to excuse these sins, for the anger of God will fall on all who disobey him. 7 Don’t participate in the things these people do. 8 For once you were full of darkness, but now you have light from the Lord. So live as people of light! 9 For this light within you produces only what is good and right and true.

10 Carefully determine what pleases the Lord. 11 Take no part in the worthless deeds of evil and darkness; instead, expose them. 12 It is shameful even to talk about the things that ungodly people do in secret. 13 But their evil intentions will be exposed when the light shines on them, 14 for the light makes everything visible. This is why it is said,

“Awake, O sleeper,
    rise up from the dead,
    and Christ will give you light.”

15 So be careful how you live. Don’t live like fools, but like those who are wise. 16 Make the most of every opportunity in these evil days. 17 Don’t act thoughtlessly, but understand what the Lord wants you to do. 18 Don’t be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life. Instead, be filled with the Holy Spirit, 19 singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs among yourselves, and making music to the Lord in your hearts. 20 And give thanks for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.

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