Eastern Sky Lyrics

Song	Eastern Sky
Artist	Lojique
Album	Language Arts
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	[Chorus]
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	[Verse 1: Othello]
	Given the chance to meditate on life's purposes
	Worthless is as worthless does, a fuzzy image of love
	Turned promiscuous, when people suffer from lack of knowledge
	And death kills, pills swallowed smoothly in the
	Form of ignorance, vision blurry motives might as well not even exist
	Plagued with sin, no system of defense
	Not immune to blows dealt swift battered bruised
	Cut and scarred for life, I lose
	Turn to temporary supplements to fill the void
	Cool and my gang celebrate before we're destroyed
	Now I'm running into walls and hitting like Pink Floyd
	'Cause I played the role of idiot no-brainer decoy
	[Chorus]
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	[Verse 2: Page One]
	Lord, restore my life back, like sight that you (gave to the blind)
	I must have a higher calling than to be a (slave to the grind)
	Living for weekends, die for vacations, and kill for cash bonuses
	But still only a single emergency away from homelessness
	Why is my number one preoccupation
	The temple's preservation instead of its inhabitation?
	Dying of dehydration, but don't know what I thirst for
	Starving for revelation, but don't know what to search for
	What do I go to church for? 'Cause everyone goes?
	Worshiping God, telling Him things He already knows?
	Who am I? A thousand years to me is like a day to Him
	What could I even say to Him, that would be so profound
	It would earn me another jewel in my crown?
	But to say that I hate myself, or hesitate to affiliate myself
	With the Most High would insinuate that with Him I equate myself
	Or even elevate myself (blasphemy)
	As for me, I'm submitting to the higher will
	'Cause when the trumpet sounds it won't be no fire drill
	Worked all of my life to acquire skill
	There's very few humans I can truly say I admire still
	[Chorus]
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	[Verse 3: Othello]
	Sometimes I feel as if I'm casting my pearls before swine
	To be devoured and left behind in a pile of feces
	Only for me to retrieve and clean, disinfect and set aside
	Then placed back into my bag of tricks with my countenance
	Being slightly diminished, who's even listening to me as I'm ministering
	Probably only a small percentage
	I might as well just finish because I spend more time defending then uplifting
	In the council of sinners and left-winged religious elders
	The sweet smelling fragrance of myrrh was never meant to irritate or burn
	Cause a rash of massive outbreaks all over my body
	And give me more reason to turn away
	If I was stupid, yo I would do it, but I know better to press on through it
	[Chorus]
	Eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the

	Chorus
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I  keep  my  eyes to the  eastern sky
	Those with  the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	Verse 1: Othello
	Given the chance to meditate on life' s purposes
	Worthless is as worthless does, a fuzzy image of love
	Turned promiscuous, when people suffer from lack of knowledge
	And death kills, pills swallowed smoothly in the
	Form of ignorance, vision blurry motives might as well not even exist
	Plagued with sin, no system of defense
	Not immune to blows dealt swift battered bruised
	Cut and scarred for life, I lose
	Turn to temporary supplements to fill the void
	Cool and my gang celebrate before we' re destroyed
	Now I' m running into walls and hitting like Pink Floyd
	' Cause I played the role of idiot nobrainer decoy
	Chorus
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	Verse 2: Page One
	Lord, restore my life back, like sight that you gave to the blind
	I must have a higher calling than to be a slave to the grind
	Living for weekends, die for vacations, and kill for cash bonuses
	But still only a single emergency away from homelessness
	Why is my number one preoccupation
	The temple' s preservation instead of its inhabitation?
	Dying of dehydration, but don' t know what I thirst for
	Starving for revelation, but don' t know what to search for
	What do I go to church for? ' Cause everyone goes?
	Worshiping God, telling Him things He already knows?
	Who am I? A thousand years to me is like a day to Him
	What could I even say to Him, that would be so profound
	It would earn me another jewel in my crown?
	But to say that I hate myself, or hesitate to affiliate myself
	With the Most High would insinuate that with Him I equate myself
	Or even elevate myself blasphemy
	As for me, I' m submitting to the higher will
	' Cause when the trumpet sounds it won' t be no fire drill
	Worked all of my life to acquire skill
	There' s very few humans I can truly say I admire still
	Chorus
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	Verse 3: Othello
	Sometimes I feel as if I' m casting my pearls before swine
	To be devoured and left behind in a pile of feces
	Only for me to retrieve and clean, disinfect and set aside
	Then placed back into my bag of tricks with my countenance
	Being slightly diminished, who' s even listening to me as I' m ministering
	Probably only a small percentage
	I might as well just finish because I spend more time defending then uplifting
	In the council of sinners and leftwinged religious elders
	The sweet smelling fragrance of myrrh was never meant to irritate or burn
	Cause a rash of massive outbreaks all over my body
	And give me more reason to turn away
	If I was stupid, yo I would do it, but I know better to press on through it
	Chorus
	Eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the

	Chorus
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I  keep  my  eyes to the  eastern sky
	Those with  the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	Verse 1: Othello
	Given the chance to meditate on life' s purposes
	Worthless is as worthless does, a fuzzy image of love
	Turned promiscuous, when people suffer from lack of knowledge
	And death kills, pills swallowed smoothly in the
	Form of ignorance, vision blurry motives might as well not even exist
	Plagued with sin, no system of defense
	Not immune to blows dealt swift battered bruised
	Cut and scarred for life, I lose
	Turn to temporary supplements to fill the void
	Cool and my gang celebrate before we' re destroyed
	Now I' m running into walls and hitting like Pink Floyd
	' Cause I played the role of idiot nobrainer decoy
	Chorus
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	Verse 2: Page One
	Lord, restore my life back, like sight that you gave to the blind
	I must have a higher calling than to be a slave to the grind
	Living for weekends, die for vacations, and kill for cash bonuses
	But still only a single emergency away from homelessness
	Why is my number one preoccupation
	The temple' s preservation instead of its inhabitation?
	Dying of dehydration, but don' t know what I thirst for
	Starving for revelation, but don' t know what to search for
	What do I go to church for? ' Cause everyone goes?
	Worshiping God, telling Him things He already knows?
	Who am I? A thousand years to me is like a day to Him
	What could I even say to Him, that would be so profound
	It would earn me another jewel in my crown?
	But to say that I hate myself, or hesitate to affiliate myself
	With the Most High would insinuate that with Him I equate myself
	Or even elevate myself blasphemy
	As for me, I' m submitting to the higher will
	' Cause when the trumpet sounds it won' t be no fire drill
	Worked all of my life to acquire skill
	There' s very few humans I can truly say I admire still
	Chorus
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the
	Verse 3: Othello
	Sometimes I feel as if I' m casting my pearls before swine
	To be devoured and left behind in a pile of feces
	Only for me to retrieve and clean, disinfect and set aside
	Then placed back into my bag of tricks with my countenance
	Being slightly diminished, who' s even listening to me as I' m ministering
	Probably only a small percentage
	I might as well just finish because I spend more time defending then uplifting
	In the council of sinners and leftwinged religious elders
	The sweet smelling fragrance of myrrh was never meant to irritate or burn
	Cause a rash of massive outbreaks all over my body
	And give me more reason to turn away
	If I was stupid, yo I would do it, but I know better to press on through it
	Chorus
	Eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the eastern sky
	Those with the mark of the beast burn, die
	Open the Book and we can each learn why
	I keep my eyes to the, I keep my eyes to the
	I keep my eyes to the

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