Fire Of Heaven / Altar Of Earth (Album Version)

Fire Of Heaven / Altar Of Earth (Album Version) - MatisYahu

Written by：Matisyahu Miller/Josh Werner/Bill Laswell

Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion

Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion

Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion

Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on 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 ohh and aah

But they never maintain

Fires burning

Flames are dancing

Don't burn the house down Lord

Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground

Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion

Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to

Mount Zion

Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion

Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on 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 ya something

Take what you got thank God 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 Lord

Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground

Backpack's geting heavey moving at a steady pace

Carrying 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 morcels falling fire like rain

Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion

Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on to

Mount Zion

Fire descends from on high in the shape of a lion

Burn the sacrifice of pride and ride on Mount Zion

You should be more sado

You could keep your hasle

Keep your lafughing keep your shakle

Thus your musle press shakle

Best your buble go paw

Take of the musle hate you up

Uff feathers rating bup to the stragle

To the buble copy jungle

Cristian busales every sufle stamble into trumbles

Trumble into trumble mumble not the issue

You should be more humble

In the continentle call you bub you

Bub smoking Fundamental

In this ossie got the padle

Fires burning

Flames are dancing

Don't burn the house down Lord

Heavenly fire only resides on an alter made from the ground