Servin the master of currency, currently stuck in the race...
Further in status where murdering curves and declining in rate...
Burning to ashes the word will banned in these turbulent spaces...
Disturbing the demons that occupy bodies that lurk in this place...
Broad road wanting all souls to abandon the true path...
Gone cold on the walk home but it's better than wrath...
Lost hope in false the God that I never really had...
I called out and the I AM said this is who you have
You better be ready to bow down
Seeing the son of man comin with numbers
We pray and we shout out...
Face it, your Gods your race, sin, political affiliation, gender and hatred, your safest places you can stay in, you'll be displaced, friends will fall from grace then you'll be sayin your victim rank is deserving of our validation
Delusion takes them, the wool is pulled over your faces, lead to your graves end, the soil comes up to your waist then it's soon too late, pride is what your heart of stone is cased in, you're out of time and now you gnash your time in rage
You better be ready to bow down
Seeing the son of man comin with numbers
We pray and we shout out...
Gone D'arc - ON THE CLOUDS Lyrics
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Servin the master of currency, currently stuck in the race...
Further in status where murdering curves and declining in rate...
Burning to ashes the word will banned in these turbulent spaces...
Disturbing the demons that occupy bodies that lurk in this place...
Broad road wanting all souls to abandon the true path...
Gone cold on the walk home but it's better than wrath...
Lost hope in false the God that I never really had...
I called out and the I AM said this is who you have
You better be ready to bow down
Seeing the son of man comin with numbers
We pray and we shout out...
Face it, your Gods your race, sin, political affiliation, gender and hatred, your safest places you can stay in, you'll be displaced, friends will fall from grace then you'll be sayin your victim rank is deserving of our validation
Delusion takes them, the wool is pulled over your faces, lead to your graves end, the soil comes up to your waist then it's soon too late, pride is what your heart of stone is cased in, you're out of time and now you gnash your time in rage
You better be ready to bow down
Seeing the son of man comin with numbers
We pray and we shout out...
Further in status where murdering curves and declining in rate...
Burning to ashes the word will banned in these turbulent spaces...
Disturbing the demons that occupy bodies that lurk in this place...
Broad road wanting all souls to abandon the true path...
Gone cold on the walk home but it's better than wrath...
Lost hope in false the God that I never really had...
I called out and the I AM said this is who you have
You better be ready to bow down
Seeing the son of man comin with numbers
We pray and we shout out...
Face it, your Gods your race, sin, political affiliation, gender and hatred, your safest places you can stay in, you'll be displaced, friends will fall from grace then you'll be sayin your victim rank is deserving of our validation
Delusion takes them, the wool is pulled over your faces, lead to your graves end, the soil comes up to your waist then it's soon too late, pride is what your heart of stone is cased in, you're out of time and now you gnash your time in rage
You better be ready to bow down
Seeing the son of man comin with numbers
We pray and we shout out...
Writer: dexter harris
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC