Grab a pen and place the rhythm,
Words will flow into the hurts of the past
To let the grace be shown to all.
This is the place where throughts betray
And yet escape from it's inner cage.
Come pray with me.
There's so much healing to do.
A world contain between voice and drum,
Changing to the certain light of cruel findings.
Praise the spiral revolution that springs unraveling phrases into armony!
Come play with me.
There's so much destruction to perform.
Bow and be grateful.
My words behold your mark.
To let the grace be shown to all.
This is the place where throughts betray
And yet escape from it's inner cage.
Come pray with me.
There's so much healing to do.
A world contain between voice and drum,
Changing to the certain light of cruel findings.
Praise the spiral revolution that springs unraveling phrases into armony!
Come play with me.
There's so much destruction to perform.
Bow and be grateful.
My words behold your mark.
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