Oh Lord
Lincoln Lutz
Only for a moment, I was free from all desire
There was no one left to save me but myself and I was high
When I came down from heaven I could hardly feel the fire
Found the perfect spot to stand, I had to walk for miles
God isn't dead.
God isn't dead.
So keep manifesting that
Secret makes a triangle with sacred and profane.
Nothing is the only fact and title of the game.
At Six I tried to pray, memory is hazy
But what I was taking to feel real now and I feel imaginary.
God isn't dead.
God isn't dead.
But it hasn't been born yet
God isn't dead.
So keep manifesting that
Glory on the cause the pardon me that wants to die is only yearning to transcend
That's why nothing makes me happy, it made me part of me again.
