Lyrics Sour Grapes - Puscifer
And
the
angel
of
the
lord
led
me
Into
the
belly
of
the
holy
mother
A
chamber
black
as
pitch
But
I
felt
no
fear,
only
comfort,
For
I
was
as
a
child
in
the
womb
And
she
bade
me
"Hear
through
yonder
portal
Which
looked
upon
the
heavens,
And
behold!
a
morning
angel"
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
She
ascended
slowly
from
far
beyond
the
horizon,
Her
light
like
a
heavenly
finger
pointing
the
way
And
on
yonder
wall
she
traced
for
me
a
path
Which
led
me
five
directions,
eight
winters
to
east,
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
And
behold!
As
my
feet
landed
firmly
Upon
the
vital
winter
of
the
second
score
There
appeared
before
me
a
heavenly
star
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
A
holy
virgin,
the
bringer
of
life
and
breath
And
she
spoke
unto
me
saying
"Fear
not
the
movement
of
the
heavens
above
or
the
earth
below
For
change
is
what
we
are,
my
child.
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
Righteous
are
those
Who
look
up
and
sway
with
the
wind,
Who
look
down
and
dance
with
the
shifting
of
the
soil,
Who
swim
with
the
movement
of
the
tides
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
Who
seek
the
truth
around
them
And
discover
We
are,
and
have
always
been,
in
paradise.
The
reflections
of
heaven
on
earth.
Amen!'
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
And
she
spoke
again
saying
"Know,
my
child,
That
there
is
no
devil
seeking
To
cause
guilt
in
the
hearts
of
men.
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
No
evil,
save
blind
faith,
ignorance,
And
the
desire
for
the
unprepared
To
blame
others
for
the
devastation
Left
in
the
wake
of
change
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
Change,
my
child
Change
is
in
the
heavens
Change
is
on
this
earth
Change
is
all
around
us
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
And
if
we
Are
reflections
of
the
divine
We
must
roll
with
these
changes,
For
we
are
these
changes.
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
Eyes
wide
open,
We
must
look
upon
The
heavens
as
a
mirror.
Wide
awake,
aware,
deeply
breathing
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
And
when
the
shit
comes
down,
my
child,
You
will
be
there,
A
true
and
holy
survivor
To
inherit
the
kingdom
of
God.
(Hal-le-lu-jah!)
You
will
rise
above
the
grumbles
of
the
unprepared
To
greet
the
new
day,
To
drink
from
the
sweet
fruit
of
the
vine,
The
water
of
life,
the
blood
of
the
risen
Christ,
my
child.'
(Je-ho-vah!
Yah-weh!)
'Go
now,
child,
Tell
them
all.
The
ignorant,
the
blind
fire
of
dogma,
Blinded
by
faith,
the
doubters,
the
nay
sayers.
(Je-ho-vah!
Yah-weh!)
Tell
them
all,
child,
They
can
not
see
The
kingdom
of
God,
They
can
not
see
paradise
Unfold
before
them
(Je-ho-vah!
Yah-weh!)
They
can
not
drink
From
the
chalice
Which
holds
the
blood
of
Christ,
The
water
of
life,
Until
they
get
right
with
Jesus.
(Je-ho-vah!
Yah-weh!)
Until
they
get
right
with
Jesus.
It's
always
gonna
be
Sour
grapes
with
you,
boy,
Until
you
get
right
with
Jesus.
Amen!
(Je-ho-vah!
Yah-weh!)
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