Gravitate to Me
Satellite, oh, satellit
Who sits upon our skie
How deep do you see when you spy into our lives
I know that God lives in everybody's soul
and the only devil in your worl
Lives in the human hear
So now ask yoursel
What is human? And what is truth
Ask yoursel
Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you
From the cellars of your home
From the tops of your city roof
Ask yoursel
Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you
Who is it
That turns your blood into spirit and your spirit into bloo
Who is it
That can reach down from above and set yours souls ablaze with lov
Or fill you with the insanity of violence and it's brother: lus
Who is it
Whose words have been twisted beyond recognitio
In order to build your planet Earth's religion
Who is it
Who could make your little armies of the lef
and your little armies of the righ
Light up your skies tonigh
Now some of you may live and some of you may di
But remembe
That nothing in the world can kill you insid
For he is thinking of yo
In your great cities of great solitud
Oh children you've still got a lot to fuckin' lear
The only path to heaven is via hel
Good morning beautiful, good morning beautifu
Good morning beautiful, good bye worl
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