Providence
CHORUS
Primitive Rhythm Machine, it's the true, rhythm of
the natives, tho wholy rhythm. God creates, jungle beats
Evil, only perverts.
Verse 1
African tribes, L.A. gangs, Australian natives
Europeans will know about
Salvation, the time has come to change your ways
Throw your conceptions out, look to people, not yourself.
High and mighty, that's not right. God created all things.
BRIDGE
That's all men.
That's all music.
That's everything
CHORUS
Verse 2
Glacial dwellers, South Americans, tribal people.
All men must know about
Salvation, the time has come to change your ways
All this music will all pass, it's just part of this world.
God's music of all nations. All parts of God's creation.
BRIDGE
Verse 3
Hard music, soft sounds, street beats,
Music crowds will know about.
Salvation, the time has come, to change your ways.
Look beyond a culture style, yourself on what's right.
You must turn around, to know your Creator.
BRIDGE
INTERLUDE
Heavy, music, rhythm, God's way.
CHORUS
We recommend: Twilight
Before we walk
Before we talk and hate
Yet to come the perfect rule
After we win
After we lose
After the dawn is late
Do it now or shut your mouth
No lack of trust, just trust myself
No more perhaps, no more false step
Changes in sight, sight!
Common bonds
Fear the fate that's not the shape of the soul
Trust the heart and share to ease the pain
No mistake is big enough to bring you down
The wrinkles on your face is strength in your mind
No lack of trust, just trust myself
Changes in sight, sight!
Common bon