[verse 1]
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Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion
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Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion
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Rub me the wrong way, taking the highway
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Rubbing sticks together but your fire's man-made
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Capitalize on hot air, soar like an airplane
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Yearn to rise in the sky quick high like cocaine
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False pride is suicide but you've got nothing to gain
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Babylon's buildings raise like flames
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Drowning in their champagne
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Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade
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Soul stain blowing up
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In your own domain
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Fire crackers ohh and aah
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But they never maintain
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[bridge]
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Fires burning
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Flames are dancing
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Don't burn the house down Lord
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Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground
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[chorus]
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Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
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Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to Mount Zion
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[repeat 2x]
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[verse 2]
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One pair of eyes
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But see two different things
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One person cries but the other one sings
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You walk around like everybody owes ya something
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Take what you got, thank G-d for all that life brings
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The poor man has it all but not content with anything
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While the rich man's hands are empty but he's sitting like a king
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[bridge]
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[verse 3]
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Backpack's getting heavy, moving at a steady pace
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Carrying bricks on your shoulders and lead around your waist
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Making way, run in haste
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There is no time to taste what you ate
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WE should be grateful got a plateful
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Fire burns like ice morsels falling fire like rain
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[chorus]
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Fire Of Heaven / Altar Of Earth
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| Matisyahu |
