Weekend Prophets

Sweet sermons don’t bring your peace to my mind
Your false charity made mankind blind
Tell me how you can sleep in peace, inmersed in so many sins?
Applying your poison in a crowd of naive
Promising peace and love with no deceiving
Sweet lies that make you powerful through the faith of the blind

Don’t make me believe in your charity
I don’t want your insanity. Your mind is full of impurity

Tears of God falling for the lost mankind
Can you see the last heaven’s sign?

Day after day you’re locking down our dreams
Stealing our reason with your comforting screams
Your visions of a new world make me think, what Am I doing here?
Bringing the discord between our beliefs
Your desire for money escapes from your lips
Sweet deception that draws the crowds, towards eternal damnation

In that day you will pay for your sins
You won’t realize your dream, and there will be grinding of teeth

Tears of God falling for the lost mankind
Can you see the last heaven’s sign?

Weekend prophets show the way to the kingdom of heaven
Just pay your entrance to the peace sellers

At the end of times do you know where your destiny is?
Can you show us where your home is?
Built with the faith of innocents who paid with their sweat

Only the pure hearted men can see the light
True faith can bring, the peace to this world
Greed creates conflicts, but peace comes with the charity
Be the light that our world needs

Weekend prophets show
The way to the kingdom of heaven

Tears of God falling for the lost mankind
Can you see the last heaven’s sign?

You will burn in the hell
Created by yourself
No more peace for sale
And try to change your life
See inside your heart
Is there any kindness within your soul?