I'm grace
Running in my own race
Kinda from outer space
From Krypton or Asgard
Or simply in a batcave
I'm made of self love
That takes me above
And beneath me is your self hate
People are weak
Although they have the might
To move mountains
But they dim their light
And close their fountains
Thank god i don't fall from my place
Even if im not bright
I still got enough fire to ignite
And shine!
We are made from the power of the divine
Yet you choose to suffer from the survive
And forget to feel alive.
