Thunderstorm
There's a thunderstorm in a nation
Are you ready for translation?
We call upon divine intervention
To make way for pure connection
Breathe and set it running free
Pour it out on all the greedy
Maybe this includes me
I'm preparing to dive in deep
Millions lie dead in holy lands
Innocent blood coats your hands
A lie to the people is a cry for help
I see you, yes I see you
You set your heart on a shelf
Don't be afraid to let go
It's time to release your ego
Nobody is truly in control
Until we release what must go
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