Prayer Hands
Flower in my hand, power in my hand, waiting for the spaceship, don't know when I’m going to land, taken from the motherland, things they don't understand, leaving with nothing but what I came with, I plead the fifth, that's my language, light the crown, see them in the background, I refuse to back down, God is back now, y'all don't know how act now, everybody's starving, hunger for love, they be asking what is love, when will we rise, be still inside, even Christ cried, his death was the beginning of your breath, if we keep sinning and no one will be left.
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