There is a giant in from of me.
I'll hold my stone and pray for good aim.
Knowing that it's not my own strength.
The devil towers over me.
I'll give him fury and show him who I really am.
I know that I will destroy whatever comes my way.
God's hands are present on my shoulders,
As I cry out for salvation.
Satan is clinging to my feet,
His tactics are useless on me.
What matters most is whats in store.
Not the here and not the now.
I have tasted the pleasure of this world but I am still not satisfied.
You are either with us or against us there is no in between.
My roots have grown so fragile. I need to be cleansed at once.
For the first time I am growing from experiences.
It's about time I sow seeds.
The floods are coming so open the gates.
To my heart and replenish my soul.
The demons will be filled with fear.
My whispers in the night will be shouted loud.
My whispers will be shouted in the heavens.
I swear to God,
I swear to my God,
I will give it up.
Just for one moment,
One minute in your grace.
I'm tired of living against You.
Everyday is a struggle,
but it always ends with me,
Sometimes I feel like a waste of flesh.
Like a waste.
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