Praises be to the righteous one who dwell in the wheel of Ezekiel
Your essence has made me empowered, such a holy thing to feel
You look down on mankind and saw all the wickedness they plot
The killings, the lynchings, the lies, they leech upon our souls like maggots
Who is like the most high? Surely no queen, no president, no dutch or duchess, no king
My teacher, my father, the most righteous Elijah has bestowed his blessing
Take me up onto the wheel with you, let me see the way you see
Let the true men of earth, be empowered, let their true selves reveal
They look up at the clouds and wonder at your great power
Yet refuse to yield, refuse to acknowledge who you really are, even though they cower
six thousand years, now the wheels begin to reveal
i accept you, i know you, you made me, and i truly believe
You sitteth upon the throne, cherubims lift you up and sing praises to your name
Who is more holy, who is more righteous, whose name is without stain?
Brothers of righteousness, the children of yakub has no power over you
It is the essence of God, the wisdom of the most high which sustains you
Do not fall for tricknology, do not believe their lies
They look up, they send jets, but will never be masters of the skies
They rearrange the Bible, which is only tiny scriptures of a more complex book of wisdom
They give you drugs, money, technology, fame, to give you a false sense of freedom
But today i say, leave you wicked beast, the prophet shall chase you into the fires of hell
Then a new kingdom shall form, one of truth, righteousness, love, and in it we will dwell
I stand before you today, with the fire upon my forehead, the Bible in the left and the Quran in the right
As a witness of his power, his wisdom, his righteousness, his divinity, his blinding light
I tell you today, know this my brother, the pillows that held up the wicked has now shifted
Great cities will fall, magnificent buildings of evil from their foundations shall be lifted
Then the horns shall be heard
And the world will know, and live the word
Your essence has made me empowered, such a holy thing to feel
You look down on mankind and saw all the wickedness they plot
The killings, the lynchings, the lies, they leech upon our souls like maggots
Who is like the most high? Surely no queen, no president, no dutch or duchess, no king
My teacher, my father, the most righteous Elijah has bestowed his blessing
Take me up onto the wheel with you, let me see the way you see
Let the true men of earth, be empowered, let their true selves reveal
They look up at the clouds and wonder at your great power
Yet refuse to yield, refuse to acknowledge who you really are, even though they cower
six thousand years, now the wheels begin to reveal
i accept you, i know you, you made me, and i truly believe
You sitteth upon the throne, cherubims lift you up and sing praises to your name
Who is more holy, who is more righteous, whose name is without stain?
Brothers of righteousness, the children of yakub has no power over you
It is the essence of God, the wisdom of the most high which sustains you
Do not fall for tricknology, do not believe their lies
They look up, they send jets, but will never be masters of the skies
They rearrange the Bible, which is only tiny scriptures of a more complex book of wisdom
They give you drugs, money, technology, fame, to give you a false sense of freedom
But today i say, leave you wicked beast, the prophet shall chase you into the fires of hell
Then a new kingdom shall form, one of truth, righteousness, love, and in it we will dwell
I stand before you today, with the fire upon my forehead, the Bible in the left and the Quran in the right
As a witness of his power, his wisdom, his righteousness, his divinity, his blinding light
I tell you today, know this my brother, the pillows that held up the wicked has now shifted
Great cities will fall, magnificent buildings of evil from their foundations shall be lifted
Then the horns shall be heard
And the world will know, and live the word
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