[Intro: Jordan Nitchoff]

I've been living in this world for too long

Many things happen here that go wrong

I wanna be stuck in Your paradise

God I want to be with You in paradise

[Verse 1: Jeremiah Bligen]

You ain't got a dollar, You ain't worth a cent

Life made that clear, here, From the jump

He's gassed up, racing to get it the fast way

Loading up them shells, Black Mask, Sawed off Pump

Good Gawd

Have mercy on a wretched heart

We don’t know better, even when we do

That Pride of Life, Got us lying to ourselves

Scars got us jaded. And we’ll kill to take what we think is due

Oh Lord

Stepping on each other, For a piece of cloth

For a dead man’s portrait, kill the living off

This Hell here, Can’t be the means and the ends

At best its average and the mediums a 10

Fair in height

Yeah, the tensions High

Too many Cells See Us

Sight, Restrained, Minds

But Virgil There is hope

In the Heat of the Night

The light of the world

Comes to make all things right

Salute

[Hook: Jeremiah Bligen & Jordan Nitchoff]

Time Ceases

And Break, the boundaries of this life, To Pieces

And Shake, the foundation of sin is wasted away

Eternal the presence of love we yearn for its wake

A place, where hatred ends and lust is gone

The panting, of our souls no longer prolonged

The darkness, plaguing our hearts is cured and all

Things made new, hope in you, it won’t be long

Nah

[Verse 2: Jeremiah Bligen]

You ain't got a dollar, you ain't worth a cent

Life - made that clear, here, From the jump

He's out to get it the snatch, stash and dash way

Wall Street Wolfing, Leo riding white collar up

Good God

Have mercy on a wretched heart

We don’t know better, even when we do

Thirst of the eyes, made us slaves to desire

Lust stuck to our roots, blood stained to the tooth

Selling off our daughters for change

Fathers are lame, sons minds, slaughtered, enslaved

Justice estranged

Selling our souls for some fame

Hearts are in pain

Low down dark dirty shame

Word to the Wayans

Hold on, there’s hope

We really don’t belong hair

Pompadour

We will overcome it all

Through faith in the Lord

There is hope for the Raven

When He cries to the source

[Hook]

[Bridge: Jordan Nitchoff & (Jeremiah Bligen)]

A place where honey overflows (home)

And [?] our faces on the [?]

You can't keep me away

There is only One I obey

Paradise I'm on my way (home)

On the edge of nevermore

Tomorrow's lies still kill my soul

But tomorrow will just have to wait

[?] forever doesn't mean today

Paradise I'm on my way (21 gun salute)

[Outro: Jeremiah Bligen]

Nothing on this earth is going to steal my faith

Take this joy

Remove this grace

Redeemer of my soul

Creator of everything

Keeper of every tear

The Soother of every pain

Giver of salvation

The Lamb that was slain

Strength to weary

Peace to the waves, we’re

Walking on this water no our legs won’t faint

Keeper of the Saint

That’s worms for the Raven

Yeah