Jesus Christ on the mixing desk

In the studio, we channel the light, Crafting verses that ignite, lifting souls to new heights, Holy scriptures in the rhythm, let the spirit unfold, Every word a revelation, truth in stories told. Joseph on the keys, weaving dreams in the sound, Echoes of the ancients, wisdom lost but now found, Colin blowing life, like a breeze through the night, Notes dancing in the air, taking flight, feeling right. Divine intervention, every beat a prayer, Slicing through the darkness, bringing hope, we declare, Prophets in the booth, casting shadows of grace, Recording every moment, time can't erase. Sacred vibes in the mix, feel the pulse of the streets, Unity in the struggle, where the faith and the beats, Intersect like the stars, shining bright in the gloom, We elevate the message, let the truth fill the room.