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Note on chords: 
The chord progression thouhgout is a simple, stripped-down 
        E5 -> A5

The individual notes for the hammer that returns into E are 
        D5 -> F#5 -> D5

Note on lyrics:
Josh Garrels' vocal nuances are subtle, and even the actual "lyrics" of this song 
change from one performance/recording to another.  Trying to precisely reproduce 
the various non-word intonations, therefore, is like chasing the wind. I wanted 
this interpretation to as complete as possible, so I decided to try anyway... but 
it's a gross approximation only. Your mileage will certainly vary.
Division of this song into sets of clean stanzas is tough, so I've done it more or 
less by the length of the pause between lines. 

OK, enough qualifications. 

Mhmm... yea!
Mhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah yeah mm... mhmm
Mhmm... mhmm...
Mhmm... yea! yeah
Mhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah mm mm , mhm

Hey, yea-yea, yeah-eh-yeah-eh, yeah-eh-yeah-eh
Hey hey-yea-eh yeah, mhmm

Professional or beginner doesnt matter
Every sinner is a prisoner in a body that is subject to time
Now my entwined mind tries to form a straight line
not like twised scoliosis of the spinal chord

Cross eyed carpenters are cuttin' crooked lines 
Can't construct
man-made shrines when the winds and the water move sands of time

Many minds on a deadline, yet live life like a live wire
I'm not tired! 
Of blood and fire
Spirit's moving higher than the green grass ever lifted me

Spirit's moving higher... 
Than anything else ever lifted you
Mm , see

We got spirituality
It's living in us like one in three
Injustice is concerning me 
in the non-linear eternity
I'm speaking paradoxically
but you can nod your head now when you understand me-e-e-ee...

This is for my free men 
whose backs wont bend in the lions den 
now with their eyes on the ending

This is for my free women!
They fight with thier love
The bearers of our children
Free men whose backs wont bend in the lions den 
now with their eyes on the ending

This is for my free women 
They fight with thier love
The bearers of our children
We shine like lights exposing
what lies underneath decomposing
Unearth those chains that are rusted
my sweet Lord, is that what i trusted in?
That sin? That tomfoolery?  Ugh!
What it is is mental jewelery that I adorned myself with

The enemy's gifts, the man-made myths, the ignorant bliss
of marijuana spliffs and alchoholic fifths
I got so sick and tired of it

Delivered and redeemed
by christ i mean
It's time to start livin'
and get a reason for the rhyme

I dont wanna be dead-wrong on the deadline 
Standing on the dark side and all out of time...
Like a blind pantomime's fantasize
climb up his own ladder to the sunshine

Nothin's mine
that hasn't been given
No one's alive here
that hasn't been risen
For 19 years i was trapped in a prison

Feeding my escape by means of derision 
but every man-made attempt just failed
when trapped in a jail
of my own guilt, shame, and iniquity

I was looking for freedom
How'd I find freedom?

Oh!  Oh, freedom... 
from all of this

He said believe
He said believe

Who are you telling me to belei-e-eve... yea
'Said I'm the Christ

...he said I'm the Christ

So I believed.


Mhmm... yea
Mhmm... ey!
Mhmm... ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah yeah eh, mhmm
Mhmm... Hey! No, no no
Mhmm... yea! 
Mhmm... Yea ey-yeah-ey yeah yeah mhm , 

Nah na-na-nah
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