Wes Pendleton - The First Missionary // 最初の宣教師 lyrics

Here's how it started, the Godhead before this/ formless and void little orb was in orbit/ before this chaotic, star-less, darkness/ was cosmically formed set a course uncharted// before this God gave His glory an audience/ honor applause and awe for the Artist/ before this, God gave order to all this/ flawless, rawness, wrought with, thoughts of// rocks in the waters, flocks in the forest/ broccoli and boars and oxes and orcas/ ostrich, orchids, oranges, orchards/ cod and the colts and dogs and the dolphins// sharks and the storks and koalas and walrus/ foxes and frogs and unstoppable forces/ small and enormous, monsters, harmless/ a song with a chorus, spotless, gorgeous// before this God had a talk in their office/ plottin' to solve this impossible problem/ not yet upon us the conflict: God set/ at odds with His offspring imago deformed and// constantly warring obnoxious and torn/ in their conscience, born into bondage, morbid/ godless, a horrible hostage, a corpse that/ can walk but ignores Him, watch ‘cause before this// fall like in August the squad had resolved it/ Abba, authored that Yahweh incarnate/ would drop in to squash it, flogged and scourged then/ a cross would support Him, slaughtered and tortured// the cost was a fortune, God could afford it/ but not men, poor and, obstinate orphans/ adoption secured them, bought when he offered/ His body and bore sin stopping the torment// gossips and who*es can acknowledge the Lord/ it's accomplished, more: His accomplice a**ures us/ the promise endures and, washes us pure/ in the process, cures when, nonsense, lures us// and thoughts get distorted, drama gets thwarted/ apologies soften their offense, blockin'/ demonic endorsements, pop-ups aborted/ we're models adornin' the gospel we warn with// before this, God took a walk in the garden/ and sought them, lost in the knowledge they'd gotten/ “where are you” he calls them, gospel's imparted/ he sparks mission off with, doctrine and offering// before this, jawn gets exhaustive and y'all get/ caught with the content, locked in your noggin/ and stop with, scholars, jargon and arguments/ dog, it's important I charge you to walk this// before this is off at the onset I'm warnin'/ y'all know your boy gets long winded often/ I'm stoppin', shortly, the false is report/ logic contorted and boxed in compartments// God isn't, nor missions, all is involved and/ walls need to fall quick. Saw how it started?/ Follow along and we'll talk movin' onward/ and watch how it all ends, pause it// Hook: Start this off wit' rawness/ (chea) spark this war, get honest/ (c'mon fam) launch this art at targets/ (drop ‘em) bomb this garbage hardest/ (the mission is) God's not ours, get on it/ (commission) baton's in our grip, walk it/ (we enter) concerts, malls and markets/ (till it ends bruh) problem solved, i'm off this//...