[Title] The Soul Will Not Be Globalized

The soul will not be globalized
It shall not bear the cursed mark of the beast
Nor shall it be found falling down upon its knees
The draft board will not have me fighting
When any open wound is biting
It shall not bleed in sacrifice
For said revived Empire, the vice
Of Satan’s grasp upon this Earth

The soul will not be globalized
It shall not trade its burdens to
Another form of peace, untrue
It shall not be preyed upon
By predators with flaming rods
Or smoking guns that fail to catch
Their enemies that freely hatch
A new generation of the righteous

The soul will not be globalized
You will not find it acting tree hugger
You cannot make it a verbal mugger
No, it will not deny the facts
While covering them up with lies and false pacts
With unsuspecting fools and wimps
It will not act like flip-flop pimps
Sleeping with the plagued seductress

The soul will not be globalized
It will not claim the sky is falling
When their comfort zone is balling
Comfort, while as ******* voices dry
Silencing the truth that never dies
It will not forsake its moral brothers
Or its broken hearted others
In order to build up its own success

The soul will not be globalized
No papered manly worth shall buy its freedom
No fruit of bitter sugar fats its sore bum
It won’t be salivating with its mindly wheel
Over fallen stars with rusted sex-appeal
It will not rough it out to bulge with fleshy pride
Nor will it purge itself to light the fire that died
In a demon possessed with its own luxuria

The soul will not be globalized
It will not join hands in marriage with the devil
It will not submit to the world wide global evil
It will not be a militiaman to march in time with death
It will not bow before idle statues with no breath
It will not continue tarrying here in sin and transgression
It will not drown upon a stormy sea of materialistic obsession
It will not crumble beneath the weight of ten thousand stones

The soul shall rise above the world
It shall choose life over death, not Satan, but the Father
While those who don’t repent shall be left dead in the water
It shall lift its eyes from the cloud and smoke of depression
It shall raise its voice up and speak out against its oppression
Yes, the soul shall taste the flavour of His righteous blood
Washing o’er its skin and cleansing heart in a flood
No more shall it wallow in the pigpen of felony

The soul shall rise above the world
Take staff in one hand, good book in the other
With the knowledge of divine grace and mercy to its brothers
Young and old, rich and poor, black and white, cross the world
And go out into the scorching deserts, lonely islands and arctic cold
It shall teach of love and peace and joy to all people
It shall clothe the naked, feed the hungry, with food and clothes so real
They will be at loss of words to describe an unimaginable miracle

The soul shall rise above the world
Be a shining light example for the children of heaven
Be a crutch for the crippled, eat of bread unleavened
It will walk with no fear of the shadow of death
Cloaking all the valley which he breathed its first breath
With a smile, not a tear, it shall know in its heart
That the covenant of God shall never break apart
Cause His promise is carved in the inerasable stone

The soul shall rise above the world
Rise above the darkness
Rise above transgression
Break the ties that bind it
Break the chains that keep it
Crush the rock that traps it
Crush the thoughts that try to stop it
From flying upon Easterlies

Easterlies that calm it
Drinking water that cools it
Wearing blankets that reheat it
When the climate changes harshly
Gaze with wide open eyes
Praise with hands reached to the sky
The redeemer is alive and is here for you today
And forever and ever, can we hear an amen

The Saviour is our Hero that tells us what is true
Oprah Winfrey, Doctor Phil, Jerry Springer cannot play us
Like instruments of deception and bringers of falsehood
Just as Rosencrantz and Guildenstern misjudged Hamlet
When he had a destiny to try and accomplish

The soul shall rise above the world
And down on bended knee, it shall confess
That yes, it is worthless without truth, love and hope

The soul shall rise and come back to the world
In the end times that come on the hooves of four horses
One of sickness, one of war, one of death, one of hunger
That rise above us to try and conquer our united army
Our military holds no guns, tanks or bombs
Our military is conducted like sweet music of divinity
By our commander, Lord Jesus who shall make us strong
And in the end, all souls shall rise above the world

Then fall and crush the devil down into the Earth
Lock him up in the fortress of fire and brimstone
And all will come together on Earth to say as one voice
That we are victorious over death, hell and grave
Cause it’s Jesus Christ, our Lord who has eternally saved
The souls as one who would not be globalized

Can you hear that, it’s the thunder
Of the four horsemen riding
Can you hear them rising against us all with hundred million armies
Now, you can also hear the roar of the Lion
The Lion of Judea stands tall on the horizon
The thunder of the oncoming storm of rain and judgement
Shall purify the soil and the grasses of the Earth
Yes, Lord, the soul shall not be globalized
The soul shall be united as one body for Christ
Christ, our Deliverer, our Saviour, our King above all kings

Well, think about it friends, time has run real short
God bless you all, peace out
We’ll see you in His court
Thanks Lizi!

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