ApostleOne - God's Voice

Up from the ashes with more stitches and patches
I ascend from the underground, arise, come back around
I stand in a hallway under this stairway to heaven
Subtracting multiplications in division of seven

Imperial principalities, yeah these wicked entities
Babylonian prophecies, rapping romantic mysteries
About peace in the East, but we spill blood for our freedom here
And we feed the beast because the season of the end is here

Til we hear God's voice
All we have is choice
Til we hear God's voice

From the caps of Antarctica to Africa, I can hear the call
Seeking His will with a crown on my head, of thorn
I sit and listen to whispers from the voice of my dad
I sing and whistle the wisdom from the blood His son shed

No fear of frequencies, nah I tune out the static
To the voice in the garden, from the snake in the attic
No more one more times, I stop feeding the monster
For the fate of mankind, I turn this dust into matter

Til we hear God's voice
All we have is a choice
Til we hear God's voice

Throwns, dominions, cosmic forces rule these places
Flesh and blood are blind

Trashed my brain, now I feed my soul
Took a trip from Seattle to Mexico
Met a girl out West and we stayed stoned
I missed my flight, I lost my phone

Well bless my heart and bless my bones
My mouth's full of sticks and stones
My friends are the wicked ones
No family, I'm all alone

Til I hear God's voice

Written by:
Andrew Whiteley

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