[Chorus]
Presumption of preacher
Authority meagre
Yet pulpit as if God known
Invested in good faith
Uncertainty embraced
But ‘realised’ masquerade
My self deceived
[Verse 1]
My neophyte seer
My black and white reader
Choice wrong or right believer
My fight the fight eager
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2]
My fallen soul buyer
Redemption prescriber
God everyone envy of
Impure purifier
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
My goal of life prescribed
Divinity denied
Know better what they should do
In name of God play wise
[Repeat Chorus x2]
[Verse 4]
My one in a million
That genuine seer
Now how will I recognise,
Sort out wheat from chaff decide?
