Time Band
God bangs on golden drums.
Foot pedal to the sun.
A virgin playing bass.
Strumming off-beat chords.
On lead guitar, Jesus jamming away merrily.
His spirit shining upon the stage of starry stream.
Far off into a purplish mist.
The chorus sings, of war, poverty, the famine of loneliness.
~God, where are you? Where the hell have you been?
Spirits are starving for your grace.
Spirits are starving; the suffering is beyond immense.
When are you coming back around to chop the devil's fist~
The band keeps playing the same message since time began.
Bathe your heart in the word of purity, and in love it shall surely land.
Place your heart in faith and spend eternity with the band.
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