When God Comes Back

Cut me up primitive I'll die like a slave

Ridin' on the wings of that Jesus snake



Ten thousand souls in your right hand

Never lost ground to no cold blooded man



Ten thousand souls in your right hand

Juggernaut child in a fragile land



Everything I see is just a part of it

Every word I breathe is just a part of it



I saw her drink from that cup of light

so I know she still exists

Spoiler:

When God Comes Back