Heretic Gable Price and Friends

[Verse 1]
You are the empire
The Promised Land beneath my feet
The contrast
That offends my firm theology
We tried to fit Your ways
In the boxes humans made
So either You're a heretic
Or You're the Son of God

[Verse 2]
You are the relapse
Of quiet streams and greener paths
The footnotes
Of ancient words our language lacks
We could scribble out the notes
In the books that Your friends wrote
'Cause either everyone's a heretic
Or they've heard the voice of God

[Chorus]
Oh, offend my mind so that I can know You more
And break my heart so it looks more like Yours
Offend my mind so that I can know You more
Offend my mind, offend my mind