Judgement Day

RIP Celestine Ukwu
Toh
Time to talk to 'em
Crush lives of the poor in the Otodo Gbames
To build the dreams of the rich having more beach resorts
Destroy the markets and the shacks make the poor poorer
Long as it looks good anything is sport
You promised them the promised land but till now it’s fallow
They’re trying to hold you to your word I mean what, the nerve!
You pacify them with transistors and wheelbarrows
Keep acting like you’re any different
You’re just waiting your turn to get in and lay the land to waste
You shout «God forbid I’m a Christian»
But you’re dragging the brethren that helped you to a case
Best friends shimmy close, turn lingerie
Brothers turn cobras just to strike longer pay
Your venom can’t pierce my denim, keep thrashing
We’ll see who’s laughing last on Judgement Day
CHORUS (Clay)
We rise like air
We break our bounds
We raise our voice
We burn these tapes
You stole our song
You hid our dreams
It’s judgment day
Let the music play
Blood on the dance floor
Blood on the dance floor
Now what’s true religion
If Islam and the Christian mission of evangelism
Is in heathen view the son of perdition’s precision tool
For increasing division
So thanks to what should be leading the children to The Father to gather,
even larger legions are headed on a collision course with the heavenly region
Now do we blame Catholicism, Protestantism, Pentecostalism, Muslim
fundamentalism or some other form of religious fanaticism?
Schism’s risen between those who believe in John’s Baptism
And those whose vision is Charism and the oil of chrism
Islam’s pilgrims claiming holy war as reason to murder infants
Cos they’ve bin laden with a gift called terrorism?
Women blaspheming in the name of being feminine
Sinning with the semen got men’s spirits in the grave or bedridden
The bible envisioned this- us better off deceased than living
But are these symptoms of the endtime or just the beginning?
Listen
CHORUS (Clay)
We rise like air
We break our bounds
We raise our voice
We burn these tapes
You stole our song
You hid our dreams
It’s judgment day
Let the music play
Blood on the dance floor
Blood on the dance floor