We are at the end of the rope With nowhere to run We can blame it on ourselves We can blame it on ourselves We are the blind, we are the blind Scriptures have revealed the facts Satan has a hold of us
We found a reason to believe Grasp this truth, behold this truth We sit and wait for the worst to come We have to claim what's ours What's ours, what's ours
Rebuke the wicked, and break these chains Nothing can hold us down Appalled by the truth, what's a lie What's a lie
We sit and wait for the worst to come We have to claim what is ours Open your heart, open your heart
