Ghost-Crowder

His ghost is a fire A holy flame burning wild Burning through the night Burning with the light Of a billion stars His love is like lightning Cracking through the sky and Burning through the rage Burning through the pain Of a billion scars Get ready Get ready Get ready Get ready all the stories are true His ghost is inside me A holy fire burning wildly Burning through the things That need to be erased To liberate my soul Get ready there's an empty tomb Get ready there's a Ghost in the room Get ready even mountains move Get ready all the stories are true Get ready there's an empty tomb Get ready there's a Ghost in the room Get ready even mountains move Get ready all the stories are true He'll heal you He'll heal you He'll heal you He'll heal you We're ready for Your fire to fall We're ready for Your voice to call We're ready for Your lightning come We're ready into Your arms we run We're ready let the Heavens part We're ready for the Angel songs We're ready for death be done We're ready for Your kingdom come We're ready like a waiting bride We're ready for Your bread and wine We're ready to burst to life We're ready for You to set things right So come on come on come on We're ready we're ready we're ready