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Kingdom of God


Is as a mustard seed Interwoven by coded messages I alone don't speak of Spirit reaches the depths of souls Which one who Don't know They walk asleep Gift under not over The other side We wander through Dimensions entered in galaxies Of our internal rhyme Lead to be a song Heard spoken Its then the books of Death and life Are open He holds the key David's generation Brought forth Kingdoms and nations Of children condemned By self-annihilation Discern my eyes To burn all that's false Light up those whose spirits Are lost and confused No weapon formed against us will prosper I'm with the legion of angels Who save me to conquer The divide Through me we will go through in And throughout With faith and a trumpet We prepare to shout The last seal To create another route To save themselves
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