Tell The Truth (Is God Real?)
I can’t believe my eyes,
Every time I look, all I seem to do is cry.
My greatest and most precious creation,
Defiling my name, from nation to nation.
It’s quite okay,
You naughty and ungrateful children are about to pay.
Each and every single day,
All anyone ever thinks of, is to play.
When I say stop, you just keep on doing whatever it is you please,
With so much disregard to your Father, and you’re always at ease.
Every single glorious moment of the day,
Never obeying a word that I say.
What is a Father in heaven to do,
I’m only trying to get through,
To each and every one of you.
Prepare for the downpour to begin,
Those who continue to sin.
It will not be in the form of rain,
Instead, an enormous amount of pain.
I’m about to come crashing down,
Then we’ll see who’s really the clown.
It’ll be just fine,
I’ll be taking my time.
I’m about to reach out with my hand,
No one will be able to stand,
It will be too much pain,
Quite a few, will go insane.
It’ll be okay,
Because I’m about to play,
Let’s play a game…