Arm's Ringing

The return of the king hold true to God's candle,

I'm hopin to dismantle some disadvantaged ramblers.

Hoping to hold their standards so they don't go and lose their focus,

Going to blow smoke so bad that you'll call it tuberculosis.

These hoses don't work the most better separate them mitosis,

Then hold these sinners to their words but only until the sun sets.

Then they rinse and repeat so close to defeat,

They go to retreat all their demons fleeing in fleets.

Arm's Ringing with redemption so the lord is their witness,

Start small steps to enlightenment we ain't talking no Planet Fitness.

So who can get with this fresh off of Satan's hit list,

Even though you're such a misfit God will cherish the disobedient.

Arm's Ringing sensations such is the craving of man,

Tin foiled by the public 'til your skin is but sand.

It's only on the cross that when you speak your sins are forgiven,

Even with his arms weak it is only in him that you find redemption.

No hesitation for he's the key to peace in an uneven race,

Such is the weak and feeble minded who try to put him in a place.

Where he doesn't belong and by the end of this song,

You'll see that Jesus is all right, and the devil is all wrong.