Grounded

I strike back like the empire

and we'll televise the revolution.

What will save you

From divine retribution?

Do our part, try to make a contribution

Playin' at 11, givin' OC noise pollution.

Think long and hard

about our world today...

what needs to be said,

and what I need to say.

We're a tower of Babel

built on anti-philosophy,

Neitzche in the west

and Krishna in the east.

War rages on through generations.

All of these Christians

abandoned their stations.

A whole world around us,

and we've ceased to reach.

An army of soldiers,

we've neglected to teach.

But, it's dim and not pitch black.

The truth will prevail.

If our God is for us, how can we fail?

No surer hope has ever been rested.

But for our adversary's worthy,

prepare to be tested.

Hoo, Hah.

How will you stand

if you don't understand?

Hoo, Hah.

Fight like a man, scriptures in hand.

And here we stand

naked, barehanded futily prepared

for the blows to be landed.

Presuppositions is all you can stand on.

Can you twist their wrist

when they lay a hand on?

Learn how to fight

from words on a paper.

learn from the shoguns,

Bahnsen and Schaeffer.

Invincible army,

Holy Spirit our general.

Weapons are formed

form most precious of minerals.

Kids in universities,

drowning in an ocean

of apostate philosophy.

We need apologetic instruction...

mental reconstruction.

Ignorance reduction,

to halt the mass abduction.

Evangelical mind

has been scandalized.

Wisdom and truth

have been vandalized,

by the unevangelized.

No truth in a world

that is randomized.

Expose the lies

no matter how they're disguised.