she my mighty god

The streets are humming Far away you see the saints are coming Flying across the outer space Saving us from this shallow place Where is she, my mighty god? She is thinking good grace, you aren’t hard to amaze The saints are near by, they are divine Preaching about everything isn’t about me and mine Waiting for the salvation, freeing me from this relation This earth crashing around you Explain again why you let this happened once again My mighty god