This song is a tribute
To the families and loved ones of Cassie and Rachel
The two young ladies that were martyred
At the incident at Columbine High School in 1999

Who would have known that a couple of guys from Columbine
Would come from behind, put guns to the spine
Of some innocent people, the teachers, the students
The feet of the teachers are screeching through rooms

And the mood has been set by the fear of the villains
The bombs and the threats are by Eric and Dillon
America's villains, generic you're feeling
It is not, it is the plot for a pair that is chilling

In the glorious Heavens, standing for Christ in a crisis
I know that it's rare what I'm feeling
Excitement incited, declaring the Pilgrims'
Faith and their fate, I'ma share with my children

Cassie and Rachel, the past of the patrons
That passed through the ages in Africa, Asia
The Master that saved you, the laughter, the hatred
Jesus predicted that the masses would hate you

So, don't think it strange, if a change might occur
If it does, are you ready and prepared for the curve
And a turn for the worst, would you fight, would you fall
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call

Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call

Frustrated by the snares and the toils, parents annoy you
Truth of the matter is we're arrogant, spoiled
America's soil has soiled us, sort of
And pastors insist on declaring us royal

And it's true that we are but we take it too far
To the point where we break and we take down the bar
And forsake all the parts of the faith that are hard
To embrace after all we've outsmarted the martyrs

We race up the charts, if you trace it to the start
You will find that the way to escape from the dark
And your wake is to carve off the weight and the heart
Of the truth, until everybody loves you

Jesus said woe to you old and new Saints
That hold a view that you can go through the faith
With nobody loathing you, that's a view
That you only can hold when your home is the states

So, don't think it strange if a change might occur
If it does, are you ready and prepared for the curve
And a turn for the worst, would you fight, would you fall
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call

Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call
Would you die for the Christ, that's the price of the call

The bones that are picked are the bones that depict
That they combed through their homes with the stones and the sticks
The aromas, a stench so they rose up against them
At home and at Rome, throwing stones at the Christians

Got a hold of them, gripped them, kicked them, scarred them
Saw them, sawed them, they were thrown in a pit
With the toads and the vermin, I'm rolling the clips
It's urgent the scourges, the groans from the licks

The anger, the stranglers, the hangers, the danger
For all of the Christians that rolled in a clique
Ended up in the teeth of the beast that would feast
On the saints that would preach, they were thrown over cliffs

This is not known to exist in the states
Or the place where the home is just bliss
This song is intense, 'cause it's truth
And I'm trying to convince you that no one's exempt

Yet no one's equipped, got our phones on our clips
Our focus is both on our loans and our cribs
Our fitness, our business has grown in a pinch
Would you fight would you fall, would you ball up your fist

Would you falter or march to your grave 'cause you're saved
And your life is in Christ and to die is to gain, would you die in His name
For the rise of His fame, despising the shame
'Cause you're promised to reign