Divine

Nothing is pretty All of the time That's the beauty of being divine Born of the colors The flames They're mine Always we'll rise Time after time I'm Changing Breaking And now my soul is quaking This body's Shaking All of the cords are hanging As the eagle flies I know my power I know my rights Holding these seals We anchor the light Calling the verdicts The roots of the vine I am justice The bread and the wine I'm Changing Breaking And now my soul is quaking This body's Shaking All of the cords are hanging As the eagle flies The phoenix will rise Cause I am divine I am divine This holy fire Alive in the stones Finds its ways into broken bones Breaking the casks Forging our wings From the pains of the past I'm changing Breaking And now my soul is quaking This body's Shaking All of the cords are hanging As the eagle flies The phoenix will rise Cause I am divine I am divine