Sons Of Seasons - A Nightbird's Gospel lyrics

I exorcize, I soothe Your spirit's haze, its wounds Out of coal I carve a diamond Conduct your transcendence Well, you won't make it instantly My trade's not based on amenity This is his light, his call Delightful we do our chores CHORUS: You belong to me Sing the gospels with me Learn to believe in what I say Prophets, disciples Sinners and saints We reinstate the fallen God Hope for the lost ones Poor and the blind For us he was bleeding So I'm spreading his seed Have a bite It tastes alright Good fun to worship my case Old rites we put aside This is real, can't you feel? God's show tonight This is his light, his call Delightful we do our chores CHORUS: You belong to me Sing the gospels with me Learn to believe in what I say Prophets, disciples Sinners and saints We reinstate the fallen God solo. Prophets, disciples Sinners and saints CHORUS: You belong to me Sing the gospels with me Learn to believe in what I say Son, so I shall wake you To taste sweet absolution Rest in blissful peace