Post Apocalyptic Exorcist
I’ll take you down I’ll take you down
As far as I can go
I’ll fake my death I’ll fake my death
Pretend that I’m evil
Then with one snatch and grab
I’ll save your soul from being had
In the darkness I will stab
Extract all the good from all the bad
And with the good lords help
Hell lift us up have no doubt
He knows in me that he trusts
I worship him so he must
I’m a post apocalyptic exorcist
I save the souls the lord has missed
From deepest pits I’ll grab your wrists
And pull you up now raise your fist