FRACTURED HALLELUJAH - The Cosmic Praise

Verse 1
The dagger’s in my chest, the curse is on the air
My hope feels like a ghost, a vapor of a prayer
This hallelujah cracks, a vessel made of clay
I offer it in fragments at the closing of the day
The enemy’s report screams louder than the Truth
I’m praising with the remnants of my plundered youth.

Verse 2
My voice is shredded velvet, torn from screaming in the night
My hands are empty weapons, raised into the fight
This altar’s built on rubble, on every dream that died
I light the fire with the tinder of my crucified pride
The melody is fractured, a dissonant, raw sound
A battlefield hosanna on this blood-stained, holy ground.

Chorus
This is a FRACTURED HALLELUJAH!
A ROAR from a ruined temple!
A FLAME in a hurricane!
I decree it from the depths!
It’s NOT a clean oblation!
It’s a COSMIC CONFRONTATION!
My broken note becomes the battle cry
That shakes the very gates of hell tonight!

Verse 3
I wield this broken worship like a shattered, sacred sword
A testimony weapon in the presence of the Lord
Each scar becomes a stanza, each tear a minor chord
A covenant remembered when my spirit is outgunned and floored
This isn’t sweet surrender; it’s a gritted-teeth command
A sacrifice of embers placed in my Creator’s hand.

Chorus
This is a FRACTURED HALLELUJAH!
A ROAR from a ruined temple!
A FLAME in a hurricane!
I decree it from the depths!
It’s NOT a clean oblation!
It’s a COSMIC CONFRONTATION!
My broken note becomes the battle cry
That shakes the very gates of hell tonight!

Bridge
And in the SILENCE of the shattering…
In the ECHO of the breaking…
I hear the MASTER OF THE MELODY…
He’s not appalled by my dissonance…
He COLLECTS my fractured phrases…
He tunes my chaos into COSMIC KEYS!
This broken song… it’s the RAW MATERIAL…
For a NEW SONG He’s singing OVER ME!
A SONG OF ZION forged in fire!
A TESTAMENT that I ENDURED THE FLOOD!
THIS FRACTURE… is where His GLORY GETS IN!
THIS FRACTURE… IS THE DOORWAY FOR HIS BLOOD!

Chorus 
This is a FRACTURED HALLELUJAH!
A ROAR from a ruined temple!
A FLAME in a hurricane!
I decree it from the depths!
It’s NOT a clean oblation!
It’s a COSMIC CONFRONTATION!
My broken note becomes the battle cry
That shakes the very gates of hell tonight!

Outro: 
The offering is accepted. The fracture… is sealed with gold. My praise was my weapon. And the war… is turning.
It is turning.

Written by: Emmanuel Abimbola
Performed by: The Cosmic Praise Team
Produced by: Emmanuel Abimbola & TCP

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