[Verse 1]
Heard him knocking on the door, four on the floor
Said he wanna make a vegan outta carnivore
Ask him what the Prince of Peace know 'bout the art of war
Patiently he said he'd teach me what the heart is for
Doubt, it comes in different seasons like the eastern shore
Suffering might be a need we didn't bargain for
Got me thinking, "What would Jesus need a martyr for?"

Homie said I was a deacon in a past life
He don't see the irony in what he just said
Sometimes I hear a little whisper in the sunset
Just a lil' ray of hope, He ain't done yet
Love a hill song, but we don't love to confess
Love a hymn, dog, but we don't love to come clean
If he hold a Bible, we'll elect a dumb king
Then wonder why all of the people filled with unrest

[Interlude]
I suggest to you that it is because God loves us that He makes the gift of suffering

[Verse 2]
Suffering in silence for a lotta mileage
I was flyin' high until somehow I lost my autopilot
All the while, the way I felt with the lust and violence
All around, I felt the heaviness that I could not get out of
Angels prolly left some clues around me, didn't have the vision
Pushed the righteous wounds away so I receive some demon kisses
Scriptures told me I should taste and see, I said, "This is delicious"
Wrote a bunch of broken lamps 'cause I was seekin' genie's wishes
Broken, I conceded to the better things
Pickin' up the pieces that the pattern brings
Up from the smoke, and my lungs feel it settling
Heat from the flame of the fire, feel it Heavenly