(Matt Van Dyne)

Land of the cults, fear is their king
Fallen from the faith, in demons they believe
claiming righteousness, in the works that they do
A wolf wearing lambskin, lies mixed with the truth

Deceived, ignoring rescue
False prophet has their ear
Depart, I never knew you
Pray this they never hear

It was written that some would do this in latter days
To the minds of those not rooted, they invade
They attempt to change God’s Word, but lose their lives
They’ve condemned themselves before the ink has dried

Manipulated thoughts, have led them astray
Oblivious to the fact, that they have been betrayed
Cut off from the outside, as they’re told what to do
Converts in subjection, suppressing what they knew

Unholy statutes are secretly displayed
Rising up the ranks, as they become enslaved
Step by step process, their souls are for sale    
Hearts handed over, they hear no warning bell

Deceived, ignoring rescue
False prophet has their ear
Depart, I never knew you
Pray this they never hear

It was written that some would do this in latter days
To the minds of those not rooted, they invade
They attempt to change God’s Word, but lose their lives
They’ve condemned themselves before the ink has dried

It was written that some would do this in latter days
To the minds of those not rooted, they invade
They attempt to change God’s Word, but lose their lives
They’ve condemned themselves before the ink has dried