Divine Frequency
[Verse]
I heard a whisper
Soft and clear
Not my voice
Not my fear
It came like lightning
Struck my chest
No debate
No contest
[Prechorus]
Was it me or the sky above
Is this ego or pure love
[Chorus]
A download hits
No need to spin
It’s truth
It flows
It comes from Him
An opinion twists
It shouts
It bends
That’s the ego’s game
It never ends
[Verse 2]
My thoughts are loud
They fight for space
Shadows running
A frantic chase
But downloads land
They don’t explain
No fight
No push
No earthly chain
[Bridge]
It’s not a maybe
It’s not a guess
It’s peace
It’s calm
It’s effortless
An opinion argues
It screams
It shakes
A download stills
It never breaks
[Chorus]
A download hits
No need to spin
It’s truth
It flows
It comes from Him
An opinion twists
It shouts
It bends
That’s the ego’s game
It never ends
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