Chorse#Ahaahaahaaha. Ahaahaahaahaa(×4) 1# My heart is open I receive Heaven I worship Accients of Days Recive your reverence I see the greatness I serve the Accients of Days. And when am dull I look to the ground Accients of days guide my ways Heaven and earth Stars and skys They serve the Accients of Days #Ahaahaahaaha. Ahaahaahaahaa(×4) 2# Trumpet is blowing The thrown is glowing Men be growing mercy showing God the only one then am knowing Heaven and earth the praise and the king Give me the voice the reason I see Praises and worship with everything I hear these voices angels are singing Need your presence the lights are blinking Ahaahaahaaha. Ahaahaahaahaa(×4) 3# Raise my voice the world to hear Turn to God and curse the fear Eyes and tears your presence is near Hope you hear me my message is clear Ahaahaahaaha. Ahaahaahaahaa(×6).