Blessed be the Lord my strength which teacheth my hands to war… (Psalm 144:1)
From the moment you are born, you are worthy of my scorn,
worthy of eternal pain and fire.
But I can set you free, if you just believe in me,
Just believe and fear my wrath and…
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Because you don’t deserve me
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Just like I’ve done so many times
Bow down and worship me
Or I might destroy you
Can’t you feel my love, raining from above,
Raining down on all you filthy swine?
But I will cleanse your race, with the murder I call grace.
Wash you clean from my mistakes and then,
I will help you stand, with my mighty hands,
With my righteous judgement from on high.
But if you turn from me, for all eternity,
I will make you burn if you don’t…
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Because you don’t deserve me
Bow down and worship me
Or I will wipe this place clean
Just like I’ve done so many times
Bow down and worship me
Or I might destroy you
Just believe and fear my wrath.