God of Abraham - Praga Khan

Save the world

Turn it back to what it was

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

The way of the sun and the way of the tide

Never could predict the way of a life

That many of times has been undone

By the way, the way of a gun

And the way of the earth in the universe

Is as free as a flight, the flight of a bird

But the right of the reason has been overrun

By the way, the way of a gun

Turn this place into what it was

A paradise made for us

Change the world into what it was, a paradise

What will be is what must be

It’s time to act and oversee

The problems that have been created

By people through a world they hated

Men make rockets to the moon they fly

Is that the next place that’s gonna die

We should scream like a child at birth

So listen, save the Earth

Turn this place into what it was

A paradise made for us

Turn this place into what it was, a paradise

Change the world into what it was

A paradise made for us

Change the world into what it was, a paradise

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

To the god of Abraham

Children, women and men get hurt

Destruction is a common word

Whether it’s a nation, a forest or a land

It’s all struck down by the way of a hand

Spray some more into the ozone-layer

Who cares about us later

When we’re breathless no air to breath

Will that brings us to our needs

Turn this place into what it was

A paradise made for us

Turn this world into what it was, a paradise