Evilangelist Lyrics - Waiting For The Punchline - Extreme

Little lamb come out of the rain 

You'll catch your death in the cold 

A helping hand, come ease your pain 

In peace, you'll rest in our fold 

I can be a watch towering light 

For all those who can't see 

I'll separate the truth from the lies 

Blind faithful, come follow me 

Evilangelist 

Your name is on my list 

Yeah, I'm your evilangelist 

In what God you trust 

Close your eyes while I hypnotize 

A friend in need to confess 

You've been denied, the cock crowed thrice 

Surrender all you possess 

Evilangelist 

Your name is on my list 

Yeah, I'm your evilangelist 

I was betrayed by a kiss 

So many claim to come in thy name 

Promising peace they'll bring 

Lest you taste the fruit of the vine 

They're just wolves in sheep's clothing 

Evilangelist 

Your name is on my list 

Yeah, I'm your evilangelist 

In what God you trust