FOOLISH GALATIANS

Oh! Foolish Galatians

Who made you to be my shadow

You even rob my dreams before it hits my pillow

Must you follow my every step

Performing wizardry

Habituating where demons creep

The Lord will uproot your seat

The finger of God will perform this

Oh! Foolish Galatians

My destiny is sealed in the Book of life

May your heart be penetrated  by your own knife

May wickedness overtake you suddenly

Be arrested and judge by the God of Heaven utterly

The finger of God will perform this

Oh! Foolish Galatians

Must you trace my every step

Am I your choreographer

You wicked puppet masters

Must you sit day and night above the head of Christians

May the Blood of Jesus terminate your curriculum

And deprogram your remote control destroying victims mind

May the Lord’s warring Angels heat up that place prepared

Thrust you into that Asylum

The finger of God shall perform this