As I stand before the Lord,
I set down my sheild and sword,
Because it's hard to be strong
When God dictates you are wrong,
And what defense is proof
When no one cares what is the truth?
Cuz there's no way to fight,
If God is always right

And the angels stand,
Right behind him,
And the angels pretend
That God cannot sin,
And the angels say
"Justice is served today"
And the angels claim
"You should be ashamed"
And the angels
Are always on God's side,

So I stand before the Lord
And lay down my sheild and sword,
Cuz there's no way to be strong,
When God dictates that you're wrong,
And bruises are no proof
When God creates the truth,
There is no way to hold your own,
When you're standing all alone

And the angels stand,
Right behind him,
And the angels pretend
God cannot sin,
And the angels say
"justice is served tonight"
And the angels claim
"the punishment was right"

And Im brought before the Lord,
Stripped of my sheild and sword,
There's no défense in proof,
God fabricated the truth,
The angels deemed me wrong,
God ruled them all along,
And there's no way to fight...

An angels whispers
"is this right?"

And the angels start,
To question him,
Becuase in their hearts,
They know he sins,
And the angels say
"was what did we really okay?"
And the angels claim
"we must undo our mistakes,"
And the angels
Begin to take my side

And I stand before the Lord,
Brandishing my sheild and sword,
Your fabricated proof,
Can't beat the honest truth,
There's no way to fight,
When you were never in the right,
And what defense is there
In the lies that you prepared?

Because the angels stand,
Right behind me,
Not because they must,
But Becuase they believe
And the angels say
"Justice is served today"
And No one prays
To a God that died today

And the angels Say
"We're always on your side."