In a world where deception wears designer labels and falsehood sounds like empathy, we’re called to stand in truth—even when it’s uncomfortable. This song, “Lies Don’t Wear Horns,” is a holy warning and a heart cry for discernment in an age of soft-spoken serpents and feel-good faith. Inspired by the Greek word pseudos and the fire of 2 Thessalonians 2, this is for the ones ready to trade sugar for Scripture and follow the Shepherd’s voice—no matter how loud the lies get.

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Lyrics

Verse 1

They said it sweet, said it safe,Whispers wrapped in scripture's face.But the truth got trimmed and tamed,And wolves walked in unashamed.We traded sharp for sugarcoated,Grace got twisted, half-quoted.Now hearts are lulled and spirits starve,Chasing peace that won’t last far.

Verse 2

Falsehood grins in the garden still,Twisting truth to twist the will.It doesn’t shout, it softly leans,"It’s love," it says, "don’t make a scene."But Christ didn’t die for half a tale—He bore the wrath we earned in full detail.So we won’t water down the fight,We’ll walk in truth, armored in Light.

Verse 3

They say, “God just wants me happy,”While dragging chains and calling it free.But truth ain’t tame, and love corrects—It won’t endorse what God rejects.Don’t sell the cross for crowd applause,Don’t gut the Word to get a cause.When comfort speaks louder than creed,You’re not feeding sheep—you’re planting weeds.

Verse 4

We don’t fight with fists or fear,Our battle’s fought with holy ears.To hear the Shepherd’s voice and stay—Not drift with winds that toss and sway.So let the liars twist and groan—We’ll stand on truth and truth alone.Even if it costs the crowd,We’d rather bow than blend in proud.

Chorus

Lies don’t wear horns or flash a pitchfork grin,They come dressed in light, slick with subtle sin.Truth ain't comfy, but it's where we stand—With a sword in hand and feet unmanned.Lord, wake us up from this sweet delusion,Tear down the idols of false inclusion.We don't need a softer cross—We need the fire that counts the cost.

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