Matisyahu - Fire of Heaven lyrics
[Matisyahu - Fire of Heaven lyrics]
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion
Rub me the wrong way, taking the highway
Rubbing sticks together but your
Fire's man made
Capitalize on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky
Quick high like cocaine
False pride is suicide but you've
Got nothing to gain
Babylon's buildings raise like flames
Drowning in their champagne
Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade
Soul stain blowing up in your own domain
Fire crackers ooh and aah
But they never maintain fires burning
Flames are dancing don't burn the house down
Heavenly fire only resides on an
Altar made from the ground
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion one pair of eyes
But see two different things
One person cries but the other one sings
You walk around like everybody
Owes you something take what you got
Thank G-d for all that life brings
The poor man has it all
But not content with anything
While the rich man's hands are empty
But he's sitting like a king fires burning
Flames are dancing don't burn the house down
Heavenly fire only resides on an
Altar made from the ground
Backpacks's getting heavy
Moving at a steady pace
Carry bricks on your shoulders and
Lead around your waist
Making way, run in haste
There is no time to taste what you ate
We should be grateful Got a plateful
Fire burns like ice morsels
Falling fire like rain
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion
Rub me the wrong way, taking the highway
Rubbing sticks together but your
Fire's man made
Capitalize on hot air, soar like an airplane
Yearn to rise in the sky
Quick high like cocaine
False pride is suicide but you've
Got nothing to gain
Babylon's buildings raise like flames
Drowning in their champagne
Explosion pulled the pin in the hand grenade
Soul stain blowing up in your own domain
Fire crackers ooh and aah
But they never maintain fires burning
Flames are dancing don't burn the house down
Heavenly fire only resides on an
Altar made from the ground
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion one pair of eyes
But see two different things
One person cries but the other one sings
You walk around like everybody
Owes you something take what you got
Thank G-d for all that life brings
The poor man has it all
But not content with anything
While the rich man's hands are empty
But he's sitting like a king fires burning
Flames are dancing don't burn the house down
Heavenly fire only resides on an
Altar made from the ground
Backpacks's getting heavy
Moving at a steady pace
Carry bricks on your shoulders and
Lead around your waist
Making way, run in haste
There is no time to taste what you ate
We should be grateful Got a plateful
Fire burns like ice morsels
Falling fire like rain
Fire descends on high in the shape of a lion
Burn the sacrifice of pride and
Ride on to Mount Zion