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- Fire Of HeavenAltar Of Earth (Album Version) 歌詞 Matisyahu
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Written by :Matisyahu Miller /Josh Werner /Bill Laswell Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion Rub me the wrong way taking the highway Rubbing sticks together but your fires man made Capitalize on hot air soar like an airplane Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine False pride is suicide but youve got nothing to gain Babylons buildings raise like flames Drowning in their champagne Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade Soul stain blowing up In your own domain Fire crackers ohh and aah But they never maintain Fires burning Flames are dancing Dont burn the house down Lord Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion One pair of eyes But see two different things One person cries but the other one sings You walk around like everybody owes ya something Take what you got thank God for all that life brings The poor man has it all but not content with anything While the rich mans hands are empty but Hes sitting like a king Fires burning Flames are dancing Dont burn the house down Lord Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground Backpacks geting heavey moving at a steady pace Carrying bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist Making way run in haste There is no time to taste what you ate We should be grateful got a plateful Fire burns like ice morcels falling fire like rain Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion You should be more sado You could keep your hasle Keep your lafughing keep your shakle Thus your musle press shakle Best your buble go paw Take of the musle hate you up Uff feathers rating bup to the stragle To the buble copy jungle Cristian busales every sufle stamble into trumbles Trumble into trumble mumble not the issue You should be more humble In the continentle call you bub you Bub smoking Fundamental In this ossie got the padle Fires burning Flames are dancing Dont burn the house down Lord Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground
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