The Prophet

I'm here to tear down everything around you

And you know what I'm going to replace it with?

God. The world of God

So, take your bread and give it to the poor

What difference does it matter what you own?

You have gold and silver it's going to rot

And that rot is going to eat away your heart

All of you. There will be a flood and there will be a fire

Everything will be destroyed

But there will be a new ark riding on that fire and I hold the keys

And I open the door, and I decide who goes in and who doesn't

The world of God

The world of God

The world of God

The world of God

The world of God

The world of God

The world of God

The world of God

Come with me...

You think God will answer only to you?

He doesn't

God's an immortal spirit who belongs to everybody - to the whole world

You think you're special?

God is not an Israelite

In the desert the Baptists warned us, God is coming

But I'm telling you it's too late

He's already here

I'm here

And I'm going to baptize everybody... with fire!

Come with me...

In the name of the prophet

In the name of Jeremiah, the father

In the name of the most holy God...

I call you here

I call you here!