I'm running out of time
Got some questions for you
If you don't mind
When you left for good
It left us bad
The message not the man
Wasn't that the plan
A steady stream
Of dreams
Were off the beam
Prophets for profits
No matter the name
Bending wills with evil skills
Spreading fear and shame
Wealth and power
In the hands of a few
And that's OK with you
The guardians of the world
Are not the guardians of your word
Or no one would have to die
In silence
OK God
One more for you
Until I die
Should I expect the same fate
As generations before
Is it too late
To turn away
From violence and hate
OK God
I'm running out of time
The message not the man
Wasn't that the plan
