Saints are Pilgrims

Saints of pilgrims, we spread the word on the earth This is not our home, our home is heaven We serve to make him first Saints of pilgrims, we spread the word on the earth This is not our home, our home is heaven We serve to make him first Saints of pilgrims, we spread the word on the earth This is not our home, our home is heaven We serve to make him first Saints of pilgrims, we spread the word on the earth This is not our home, our home is heaven This world is gonna end There's gotta be a prophecy fulfilling its self Greedy and wealth, won't even help the needy Oh please feed me, blind heathens Who's on TV, you watch TV Controls species, like dead phecies The Death creeping, around the corner Don't be a goner, I must warn ya The second coming is coming no running All eyes will see him, it's quite stunning He shows mercy, as an earthling As a Godhead spirit is working Through the yielded vessels in all Christians We are mouthpieces, you must listen You don't believe me, you check the scriptures You must be born again, to enter inside his kingdom Thy feeding is made when you receive him Mankind had beat him, to the cross he died bleeding He rise from the grave to his glory I tell his story, his history It don't bore me, it's full of substance Fulfilling it's self, I trust him With my soul in his hand, Emmanuel God with us A manual, he handed to me, the bible Spirit survival I'm like MacGyver To fight the father, of liars His doom is fire, his empire would fall entire empire