In the beginning without shape and void
The Lord in His majesty raised His voice
The Earth took form, the stars took their place
And He infinitely stood outside of time and space

But then, as the beasts were raised, and the birds took flight
God stepped down into our world with a twinkling eye
He breathed life into Adam, created Eve from his side
And with the very same breath He gave them, they tore creation with pride

New gods, kings of hip hop, there ain't nothing new
We spit on God's creation as we tear it in two
Like a kid with crayons we praise our refrigerator masterpiece
Living out of pride, without knowing the Master's peace

How far have we fallen, how much will we damage
Before we realize that we are the stain on the canvas?
Christ makes us white, only scribbles we could manage
And the pain is the paint that brings beauty to the madness!

All eyes on me, and I know I don't make sense
Because I'm walking the scripture, and I ain't riding the fence
I hope they know my point isn't to cause offense
But I refuse to zip my lip knowing Hell exists

I'm sick of stringing excuses, I'm sick of wasting my time
Lord let me display Your craft, pour Your blood across my life
Through the cross I plead, through this life Lord, lead
Paint Your blood over my idols Lord You're all I need!

Paint it like you see it
Write it like you read
Take it like you treat it
Say it like you mean it

Paint it like you see it
Write it like you read it
Cry like you need it, reflection of perfection
Treasure his complexion, let it create a deep impression

Black market, we are the target
Selling lies, walking down the red carpet
Hello, Hollywood, sexual satisfaction at it's finest
Look around we're bowing down, your highness

Trash that art, it's garbage
Past the heart it's cartilage
Fire in the bones
Arms length keep the yardage

Let the divine lion roar come through your tweets
My media socializing art, hello, it's nice to meet
Art that's a blessing, quality that's refreshing
A track out there for those who struggle with depression

Art imperfection, stop the misconception
The body is a broken mirror glory in reflection
Music in the blood, word on the brain
Christ in my heart, bass pumpin' through my veins

Revelu, that's the army
Off bass please alarm me
Unharmed, alarmed, fresh from the farm,
I grow beets equipped to arm me, charming