| Song | Televangelist |
| Artist | Twelve Tribes |
| Album | Midwest Pandemic |
| 作曲 : Twelve Tribes | |
| "Pray we go unharmed in the wake" | |
| Like clockwork these words appear on a prompter | |
| A camera cranes in and the crowds desperately tune in | |
| For our fearless leader to wield the knife | |
| I thank God I'm a witness | |
| And it's so inspired | |
| On my command | |
| A paid concern, a counterfeit healing | |
| We'll raise the dead | |
| In the end they devise countless concepts | |
| To renew your faith in the plan | |
| Memorize and repeat the phrase | |
| Look straight ahead and take back your hard earned sympathy | |
| It won't miss and we're taking up arms | |
| They won't know what hit them | |
| When the anesthetic wears off | |
| We're baiting the vultures | |
| So help us | |
| That's the way its always been | |
| There's a truth we can't afford to admit | |
| Raise the dead | |
| Send your love & your cash | |
| For the righteous and the dead | |
| And it's so inspired | |
| On my command | |
| A paid concern, a counterfeit healing | |
| We'll raise the dead | |
| In the end they devise countless concepts | |
| To renew your faith in the plan | |
| To renew your faith in the plan | |
| To renew your faith in the plan |
| zuò qǔ : Twelve Tribes | |
| " Pray we go unharmed in the wake" | |
| Like clockwork these words appear on a prompter | |
| A camera cranes in and the crowds desperately tune in | |
| For our fearless leader to wield the knife | |
| I thank God I' m a witness | |
| And it' s so inspired | |
| On my command | |
| A paid concern, a counterfeit healing | |
| We' ll raise the dead | |
| In the end they devise countless concepts | |
| To renew your faith in the plan | |
| Memorize and repeat the phrase | |
| Look straight ahead and take back your hard earned sympathy | |
| It won' t miss and we' re taking up arms | |
| They won' t know what hit them | |
| When the anesthetic wears off | |
| We' re baiting the vultures | |
| So help us | |
| That' s the way its always been | |
| There' s a truth we can' t afford to admit | |
| Raise the dead | |
| Send your love your cash | |
| For the righteous and the dead | |
| And it' s so inspired | |
| On my command | |
| A paid concern, a counterfeit healing | |
| We' ll raise the dead | |
| In the end they devise countless concepts | |
| To renew your faith in the plan | |
| To renew your faith in the plan | |
| To renew your faith in the plan |