The Fatherless Redeemed

 


This is the cry of a generation of fatherless men…

1. Is There Anybody Out There?

I was born as a bastard, no father, no master,
A shadow in silence left searching for answers.
Put up for adoption and left with no option
Another kid fostered to fester forgotten
Take a look into these desperate eyes
As they’re cast into the wretched hive

But I ain’t going down alone

Is there anybody out there?
Anybody listening to me?
Is anybody else scared?
The paranoia, drops me to my knees
Does anybody feel lonely?
Disconnected from the things I see
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody out there just like me?
I’m choking on these words and I can’t breathe

Now I stand as a father, to men with no honor
Ashamed of the racists I used to call brothers
Cause no flag can mean bravery,
When bloodied by slavery,
The rebel, a devil, disguised as a savior
And the sickening feeling in the air
Is the fear to speak that no one dares

So will I stand here all alone?

Is there anybody out there?
Anybody listening to me?
Is anybody else scared?
The paranoia, drops me to my knees
Does anybody feel lonely?
Disconnected from the things I see
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody out there just like me?
I’m choking on these words and I can’t breathe

[2x]
Live my life like I’ll die tonight
Dream like I’ll live forever

I have roared at the world for years
Doesn’t anybody hear me?
This burden suffered, I’ve paid the cost
Not all who wander are lost

Is there anybody out there?
Anybody listening to me?
Is anybody else scared?
The paranoia, drops me to my knees
Does anybody feel lonely?
Disconnected from the things I see
Is there anybody out there?
Anybody out there just like me?
I’m choking on these words and I can’t breathe – Machine Head

No hope, no direction, a body that cannibalizes itself. I was part of this generation of men confused, depressed, afraid, constantly looking for something tangible to place my confidence in that was perpetually dead or dying, but then I started to see the heart of the father as I sought his face – Yahweh and His true heart for me, that we would be a generation of men that would break this curse of fatherlessness that has plagued this American culture for far too long. The son’s of Yahweh will take dominion over this curse and stamp it out. Selah

Faith. Family. Friendship. Forever.