Help help help
Out out out out out out out now now now now now
The evil fell from your pretty mouth wrapped in your classic voice
Angelic in your syntax, demonic in your motive your eyes don't know
That the water flowing from this well isn't fresh
Demolish all that sets you up against your rising up
Confessing all that's broken and watch the healing come
Spread out your open hands
Admit you've held them shut
Turn all the way around
Be swept away by this.
Time for surrender
Spread out your open hands
And He will raise you up
Confessing all that's broken
And watch the healing come
Spread out your open hands
Admit you've held them shut
Be swept away by this
Your clothes are smooth and spotless
The air is putrid sewage downwind of your pressed church clothes
Your eyes are black and empty
Your deeds are just for showing how big and bright your fake smile glows
I see you moving and their getting scared
Their eyes are focusing on something else
Your staring at me and I stare at you
I rage against everything that you do.
See them surrender
Spread out your open hands
And he will raise you up
Confessing all that's broken
Look at the healing come
Spread out your open hands
Admit you've held them shut
Be swept away by this
I see you moving and their getting scared
Their eyes are focusing on something else
Your staring at me and I stare at you
I rage against everything that you do
Get this hell out out of my way
There's nothing more that you can say so
Get this hell out get this hell out out out of my way
We spread our open hands
And he is rising up
Repairing all that broken
Look at the healing come
We spread our open hands
Forgiveness holds them up
We're swept away by this.
Out out out out out out
Now now now now now now
Behind the Song:1.23.04
I miss my daughter so much. I haven’t heard from her in so long. Tonight,
as I prayed for my daughter’s searching to turn into glory, it gave me hope
to remember my own time of searching and finding truth. The day after my
capture and release from the Passerby King, I went to our morning meeting,
where the Dread Army commander was speaking as usual. She was a beautiful
woman who always seemed to encourage us in our mission with eloquence
and passion, but on this particular day, I began to see holes in her
speech. Evil fell from her pretty mouth, wrapped in her classic voice. She was
angelic in her syntax, but demonic in her motive. In the middle of her speech
she nodded to a man in the back and I turned to see him lean down and
walk quickly from the room. Just then, an explosion went off and 50 people
were killed instantly. The Dread Army commander yelled, “Help your
brothers! The Passerby Army is full of murderers! Avenge your brothers!”
As everyone turned to assist the wounded, I looked back at the commander
and saw her begin to smile. As she scanned the room with pleasure, her
eyes fell on me and her smile vanished. Her face filled with hatred and my
heart raged against her. I made my way to the stage and began to yell so
the soldiers could hear what our commander had done. Everyone was silent
as we argued and I picked apart her lies. I told the Dread Army about my
meeting with the King of the Passerby Army and how much Love he’d shown
me. Hundreds of them began to cry. She ordered me to be executed on the
spot, but the guards were all weeping. I asked if anyone wanted to join
the Passerby Army with me and thousands of open hands went up. She was
outnumbered and slipped away before we could seize her.