The Messenger - Lyric Video

Say, haven’t you heard
About the man whose words
Can set truths on fire?

He’ll take your reality
Shift it 180 degrees
But that don’t make him a liar

Stone gaze and fiery blue eyes
They say his look terrifies
Like his choice of conversations

But he’s done this time and again
Always there ushering in
The next round of revelations

But no one ever stops to ask
What it is like for him, this task
Delivering these end-time prophecies
To those who’ve never had eyes to see

So won’t you stand
And give a big hand
For the Revelator?
‘Cause he just might
Get his facts right
Sooner or later
And if you would rather pretend
The world’s not headed for the end
You can write him off as the crazy town crier
But if you escape this unscarred
Feel free to leave tips in the jar
And if all else fails you can shoot the Messenger

They made him doubt words he spoke
Until one August he woke
And he remembered his name

And now the Mouth of the South
Is droning on all about
Worlds being consumed in flames

But they hear words escape his lips
Warning of the Apocalypse
And they don’t like the news that he brings
So they line up to take a swing at the Drama King

So won’t you stand
And give a big hand
For the Revelator?
‘Cause he just might
Get his facts right
Sooner or later
And if you would rather pretend
The world’s not headed for the end
You can write him off as the crazy town crier
But if you escape this unscarred
Feel free to leave tips in the jar
And if all else fails you can shoot the Messenger

That voice inside of him has finally come alive
Now they couldn’t silence him if they tried

White Russians and nicotine
On a midsummer’s eve
At a midwestern bar

He finally opened his eyes
And across from him recognized
His long-lost sister in arms

She’s the one who lights the match
And he makes sure the fires catch
In the hearts of all the faithful believers

And when this age reaches its end
His mission will begin again
For there’s no rest for the Messenger