This looks weird, what are you building?

Dark twisted fantasies, caste system casualties
Lying lips inside the pulpit, false realities
Masoretic textual criticism, cynicism
Homophobic pedophiles, double standards, agendas hidden
Blasphemers, bad teachers, cash seekers, trash leaders
Tricked a lot of people out of faith and they detached Jesus
I came back to rescue the people lost in the jungle
Recovеr the fumble and let 'еm see what the Son do
We tore down the walls of the temple
but left the foundation
Mold-infested roof, leaking politics of a proud nation
You think I'm here to flip tables, but I ain't started yet
Way too many blueprints, but I don't see many architects
Churches hide behind public policy with a face mask
Yeah, I'm talking heavy, I'm in another weight class
Anomaly, weighted with ancient, near Eastern prophecy
Scrutinizing Western philosophies and theologies
Lifting up the skirt of you Pharisees like a pervert
Hard-hearted, self-righteous distributors of church hurt
They say this is the end 'cause the people are uninspired
The game ain't over yet, just a couple players retired

Reconstruction
Huh, they said we were walking away from the faith?
We wasn't walking away from faith
we was walking away from fraud
We rebels again, we was handed doctrines dipped in dominance
Reconstruction
While the systems abused the sacred
But that wasn't truth
That was hypocrisy, so we tore it down
Not because we hate truth, but because we love it too much
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We ain't lost, we architects now
We not destroying
We're clearing space to rebuild
A faith that can breathe, a gospel that liberates
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A Jesus who still overturns tables
and temples, built on control
This ain't a crisis of belief
It's a reconstruction for clarity
And when the dust settles
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We'll still be standing
On a firm foundation
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