Above the clouds will be heaven, is my kingdom, come,
Those lost will find way to the devil, as chosen by some,
Serve the kingdom below in the way you can, as one,
Christians you are, like yourselves, are nations none.

Know yourself, through your cross so you can become,
Flows through you life, holy water is your abay zum zum,
In memories of water is your history how life evolved,
There’s always a center piece around which it revolved.

You have a basic truth, ignites your hearing and heart,
When David played the chord, always felt like mozart,
Broken and passive when you’ll come and feel defeated,
Is only when you’ll understand words help when needed.

You’ll fall short of faith, living things can fall out of breath,
Accords, my dear, are made out of life and out of death,
You always know what you don’t like, a season too long,
Christianity is not a body of lies, it’s a journey too strong.