πΊO Blessed Mary’s Song of Life,
consuming every form of strife.
As I attune to sound so fair,
each cell is healthy, I declare.
O Mother Mary, generate
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
πΊAs life’s own song I ever hear,
it does consume all sense of fear.
In tune with Mother’s symphony,
from all diseases I AM free.
O Mother Mary, generate
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
πΊIn Mother’s love I do transcend,
and all my struggles hereby end.
For when with Mother’s eye I see,
no imperfection touches me.
O Mother Mary, generate
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
I see that healing must begin
by finding Living Christ within.
πΊFor as I see with single eye,
each cell the light does amplify.
O Mother Mary, generate,
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
In Mother’s music I am free
from memories of a lesser me.
My vision in a perfect state,
that all my cells regenerate.
πΊO Mother Mary, generate,
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
O Mother’s Love, sweet melody
from imperfections I AM free.
O Mother Mary, sound of sounds,
within my heart your love abounds.
πΊO Mother Mary, generate,
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
Through Mother’s beauty so sublime
transcending bounds of space and time.
All cells beyond the mortal tomb,
as they are whole in Mother’s womb.
πΊO Mother Mary, generate,
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
In resonance with life’s own song
in life’s harmonics I belong.
The blueprint of my perfect state
does every cell reconsecrate.
πΊO Mother Mary, generate,
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.
The tuning fork in every cell
is now attuned to Mother’s bell.
From curse of death I AM now free,
I claim my immortality.
πΊO Mother Mary, generate,
the song that does accelerate,
my mind into a peaceful state,
God’s perfect love I radiate.