Propaganda - Lofty Lyrics
God spoke and the formless earth was sculptedHis poetry producing populations, making constellationsWith his conversations gazing at his own creationProclaiming it was good and there we stoodFashioned from the dustWith authority He orchestrated organisms and every single cell in every ecosystemEvery creature that dwellsThe planets, the plantsThe whole expanse, the sky above your headAnd the ground where you standThe clouds and the rain, the soil that soaks it upAnd feeds tiny seeds so they sprout and vegetation proceedsInfinite wisdom intrinsic within him, self-sufficientIntricate systems begin and end with His decisions LoftyOut of reach, how he procreated with speechSo it's appropriate for us to be completely in aweI don't why, still I tryTo wrap my mind around YouYour thoughts are higher, Your ways are betterAnd I'm in aweSo bring me up to where You areBring me up to where You areIt's evident in creation that God is the primary causeThe origin of all scientific lawsEverything else is secondaryThe very breath that comes from lungs is caused by the fact that God is involvedOne must begin with the mind that was given to him to even believe he's evolvedI'm in awe when I think about quantum mechanics and the rotation of planetsAnd the exact calculation of the universe is permanently impossible to manageHow photosynthesis takes place to perfectly convert the vividness of light into chemical energyFor the purpose of maintaining and giving lifeIntelligent design doesn't even begin to define his creative craftsmanshipAny attempt to align the mind of mankind to divine is insufficient and inadequateIt's too lofty and far beyond us that God would not remain anonymousCorrespond with us and out of all of God's creation would become fond of usBut worth, value, and beauty is not determined by some innate qualityBut by the length for which the owner would go to possess themAnd broken and ugly things just like us are stamped "Excellent"With ink tapped in wells of divine veinsA system of redemption that could only be described as perfectA seal of approval, fatal debt removalPromised, prominent, perfect priestBrilliant designed system, redemption for our kinsmenCan only be described as perfect with excellent executionAnd I'm in awe, the only one truly excellentThe only source of excellenceWe are declared excellent only by his decree with his systemThe only accurate response is aweSo we make lofty artSee the presence of good art will unconsciously refine a communityAnd poor art will do an incalculable harmOnly accomplished in the light of his excellencyIt's too high, it's loftyI don't why, still I tryTo bring something of worthMy words are fleetingThey're flawed, depletingAnd you're leaving me in aweBring me up to where You are, God
