The Cost

They sold God too expensive Now I can't afford my blessings Now I am the fear between the night and home The angel between heaven and going to work again It is easy when you become the answer to their prayers Dead people can't fight back Dead people can't say that I stole from God to pay the pope Because they sold him too expensive And I can't offer my suffering I can't offer nothing I can't pray without sacrifice I am Abraham and you are the kid Except God isn't testing me I see it through; I need the faith It's rough for you but death is sane So I steal your life; I steal your time I give it to God With an open heart and open hands I can't be cain , can't be cursed I kill the best and you did so well I see your Benz , I see your coat I would have killed the pauper But God don't like easy I saw the cost and you paid the price They sold God too expensive I needed him in my home Rest In peace They will miss you when you gone