I'm justified, I'm sactified in you

I'm nothing less

Torn apart inside myself

A dripping bloody mess

I need your love, your strength to guide

Facing life renewed

Each day in you I never need

Materials, health, or wealth

No, you've given your life

And some of us demand as much

Using heresy as our crutch

But I refrain belief in these lies

Your body's not corrupt

No and I don't need

True holiness does not make me rich

I refuse to believe that I am a God

And can speak to make anything exist

I will suffer everyday because of these lies

You've turned God into a pagan myth

Then you say I have not received

The holy ghost into my life

Or that I have victory in Christ

Give up these lies, give up this myth

Give up your psuedo-Christian belief

Accept the truth Christ is God

Give up these lies your heretic