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sutaijian - divine intervention lyrics

i need a divine intervention, give me a divine intervention

pink moons bring me hope and pink wool brings me comfort till the day of the moon, synthetic mink
and i’ll be on the moon searching for that perfect hue of blue that lets me tap into who i am, not defined by who i was
went on the edge because hard liquor put my father on the ledge
your only enemy is time don’t get me started on mine
i hеard them scream to me that thеy built what i see
my eyes ain’t blue but they shine and twinkle in the sun
they tell me they built what i claim to be
bound me in chains if that’s who i am, let the clouds be
overcast with a mild shot of drizzling
and overcast the grills of the cage
put your reference tags in your resume and you ain’t getting paid
work the minimum wage and be a slave to conglomerates
they stole our culture and i can’t tie my own noose
they going global when my people live food to mouth
don’t let their feet lift off the ground, don’t let them take flight forever

i need a divine intervention, give me a divine intervention

there’s no chains on them, bare necks with ropes
from peaceful protests at fabric mills to the rope being the only fabric they own
they don’t even reap what they sow
loaners and property mafia calling these lands they’re own
when you live in a mental jail, these walls are the same as being incarcerated
a gated community with three meals a day
you can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel: it’s either too bright for your unaware eyes or two far for your
weakened feet to hobble over to
from the mills, they were woven into the textile of being religious
“god won’t help me because he doesn’t want me”
or you sit at a corner and shuffle through files
where’s the land of milk and honey because it isn’t on earth
canaan was assured but where do the sinners go
on judgment day do they face the lord’s wrath and then cast into iron rods used in the furnace of h+ll? reparation for the suffering

i need a divine intervention, give me a divine intervention

eternal sacrifices because you couldn’t sacrifice thme material goods, large concrete boxes
where molecular species gather around and feast on the walls when you behind and depression builds the jail cell in your mind
what was it all worth, and why would surface dwellers mask the smell of your departure with reed and incandescence
have psalm sense and read 33, crucified at 33 and riots ensued
oh and you, you couldn’t stand the shade of your human brother
you once wish you could see him in the shade of a tree
but when we all become one with dust our children will tread over
no one knows where the souls go, but from the skin blooms a new tree

i need a divine intervention, give me a divine intervention

the tree of life, and maybe a tree of death
towering steel can be september’s spell of a house of horror
burn burn+in the fires of mordor, or lay by the pillars that hold the seat of the almighty, and sing his hymns out loud, wash his feet some more
amidst the corridor of steps that split the end and a new beginning
we need a divine intervention
let the lamb of god rain his blood upon me

- sutaijian lyrics

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