[Instrumental] Yo, Greek-American steppin’ out the cloud, passport stamped, Düsseldorf-bound Heart locked on the mission, no flex, pure intent, kingdom sound Meet my Persian bredrin who flipped the script, jihad days dead and gone Now radical for Christ, full throttle, Spirit on, never on the wrong From radical fire to radical Light, testimony heavy like the weight We link up in Deutschland, break bread, share the grace that rewrote his fate Cyrus House of Light openin’ doors, prophecy in the bricks and the name Same King who used the old king to free the captives, still movin’ the same Fellowship thick, no half-measures, pure fire in the room Two nations under one blood, Greek-Yankee and Iranian bloom We celebrate the openin’, no quiet vibes, we raise the volume loud From darkness to the Light house, every bar a shout, every soul unbowed Grime in the delivery, gospel in the chest, no compromise, no delay Headed straight to Germany to lock arms with my brother and pray Cyrus House of Light standin’ tall, testimony sharp as a blade Greek-American touchdown, Persian Christ-follower, kingdom business made. [instrumental]
