Mere Christianity by Heath McNease Lyrics
[Verse 1]
As a mere believer
I'm resigned to die and die again
As a meek believer
I'm inheriting the earth
I'm inheriting the earth
I'm inheriting the earth
Inheriting
[Hook]
Woah woah woah woah
[Verse 2]
You can silence him
Consider him a fool
You can spit at him
Consider him a demon from the gates of hell
You can fall down on your knees and call him God
But in the end, you're just Judas or John
In the end, you're just Judas or John
In the end, you're just Judas or John
[Hook]
Woah woah woah woah
[Verse 3]
Liar, Lord or lunatic
High form of human
With a fire for the foolish trip
And kinda tore the fuselage
[?] dude that caught a violent mortal wound
And with defiance for the future said that I'm a mortal too
Judas on that rope swing back like a catapult
30 silver pieces on the ground y'all add it up
John beloved look up at father
Brother look down at fallen mother like
All the sin is covered like
Pontius Pilate washing hands until his skin peels
Sin kills
[?] like a pinwheel
Cup passing from his lips it wasn't his will
Liar, Lord or lunatic
You tell me how this feels
[Hook]
Woah woah woah woah
As a mere believer
I'm resigned to die and die again
As a meek believer
I'm inheriting the earth
I'm inheriting the earth
I'm inheriting the earth
Inheriting
[Hook]
Woah woah woah woah
[Verse 2]
You can silence him
Consider him a fool
You can spit at him
Consider him a demon from the gates of hell
You can fall down on your knees and call him God
But in the end, you're just Judas or John
In the end, you're just Judas or John
In the end, you're just Judas or John
[Hook]
Woah woah woah woah
[Verse 3]
Liar, Lord or lunatic
High form of human
With a fire for the foolish trip
And kinda tore the fuselage
[?] dude that caught a violent mortal wound
And with defiance for the future said that I'm a mortal too
Judas on that rope swing back like a catapult
30 silver pieces on the ground y'all add it up
John beloved look up at father
Brother look down at fallen mother like
All the sin is covered like
Pontius Pilate washing hands until his skin peels
Sin kills
[?] like a pinwheel
Cup passing from his lips it wasn't his will
Liar, Lord or lunatic
You tell me how this feels
[Hook]
Woah woah woah woah