Apocalips Now

Verse 1:
You see they labeled this young boy a drowning man/swimming in something you can’t see from the ground you stand/heard their screams when I reached a rousing hand/empty dreams when they preached how to be a man/with one hand in the cookie jar/make sure you give it all/while they take for the sake of looking hard/at the cold hard facts that I should be more/than meets the eye, transformed from a heathen’s scar/blood of lamb in this beating heart/son of man standing for something that can’t redeem in part/covered hand dampened by the bleeding, marred/forsaken, forgotten, and fiending for a preemie’s start/what’s the worth of a premature, new beginning/see, it’s either-or in your neither-nor need for sinning/point the finger and I’m preaching your dreams of ending/as if Saul hadn’t blinked for one more need to be repenting/follow me now/cause where we’re going the rabbit hole’s a little bit bigger, so your mouth can swallow your crown/wisdom long in the tooth of those martyring clowns/vision gone without proof of a heart to be found/not even a trick up the sleeve/sickness found in the slight of hand that a man’s fingers slipped in between/the busy-ness of greed, silliness in me/for wanting to place the blame on what’s killing me in deed/indeed.

Chorus:
Apocalips
Now
Bleeding from your
Apocalips
Now
Preaching with your
Apocalips

Verse 2:
As time goes/dealing with the highs, low/while I refine the ingredients of my prose/oz.’s and pints, gallons and kilos/last meals before the Gallows call fiends home/until then I’ma snap necks/who preach aspirations of life after death as assets/no need for your archaic religions/theologies imposed as a prison/Jesus came to dead that vision/but if you ain’t willing to hang it up, you ain’t willing to listen/the church ain’t no better than the heathens they’re screaming at/check your bibles if you ain’t into believing that/Lord, wanna call out the hypocrite/Lord, wanna fall out like Benny Henn did, flipping it/preachers stealing money from the people/with a gift of gab no more prophetic than evil/Catholic and Protestant fronting as if God’s in it/only to build up its conglomerate/6 billion people outside of the steeple/with their own mouths to feed, while the meek inherit the feeble/yeah, I’m just preaching…

Chorus 2:
Apocalips
Now
Bleeding from your
Apocalips
Now
Preaching with your
Apocalips Now

Bridge:
The devil lies within you
To do like Leviathan do
And that’s why you need to save your soul
Oh, the devil lies within you
To do like Leviathan do
And that’s why you need to save your soul
Or so that’s what they say
Preaching with your Apocalips Now…