Your Turn

I’m coming through from the Fortress of Solitude,
My mind glued on the only thing I know is true,
Forgetting about cares like they don’t matter,
Teach young and old by letting my voice shatter,
Everything that’s not like God,
Turning world’s evens now to odd,
Being peculiar from the rest is the game,
With the full knowledge that Jesus Christ reigns,
I know because His blood on me remains,
To be holy in a world of the inhuman,
Reframe from being tainted the goal for my spirit,
Speak life to those who need it,
And speak revelation to those who heed it,
To live without Him no one can be saved,
Still bound to sin always a slave,
A love of Sprite, flesh thirst always obeyed,
A life in the wrong your curse will reside,
Because of sin the penalty complies,
That’s why I represent the King,
The one true God Lord over every being,
The one who causes dead men to be redeemed,
To live in freedom no longer to sin,
Always gentlemen it’s always your choice
So if you accept Him now, for you the Angel’s rejoice,