I am born into this frame Bearing a relative DNA My physical makeup is absolute Until the spiritual changed the root We seem to generate An imperfect crawl From the bloodline of adam’s fall But the miracle is that This gene will retire, if you aim high You are not far from home You can be all the great things You were meant to know More than you can wonder We are no more a genetic dysfunction You are not programmed to live A synthetic robot, you are not You have a choice, where to belong Doing good or wrong You are not far from home You can be all the great things You were meant to know More than you can hope for We are no more a genetic dysfunction This natural man was doomed We were before condemned This failing skeleton Gone, with the likes of him Devil had me on the fence The crushing consequence But now repentance saves Hail to the king of grace You are not far from home (You were meant to know) We are no more a genetic dysfunction!