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Ready for War...

The battle rages, from zero to infinite ages
The blood drips, tasteless, and without fragrance
The stench is foul, so flagrant, as I gaze in amazement
The days when stars were a’blazing and Geico’s cavemen
Saints blend in, defensive to sin, so they’re offensive to men
Soul food’s not made in the kitchen my friend
Visit with Him then ask for deliverance then
Strap on the armor….you’re on a mission to win
Dissent will come then as the demons are gathered
And spring from the stronghold…but none of that matters
I’ll take the Spirit and leave them all tattered
Smashed into fine matter and leave their bones scattered
Tell them stay off my lawn, equipped with Bibles and brawn
Praising God with old songs and daring hellhounds to come
Lucifer threw down his gauntlet, I’m dressed exclusive in blessings
Satan made it to the playoffs…but heaven wins the series in seven
Always testing, never resting, my God equipped me for stress
And gave me resolve to keep living until He lessens my breath
I’m impressed by the demons, simply smile when I cross one
If he lingers too close to me…
Send an email to hell and tell ‘em they just lost one
Rest in pieces little demon, I’m somewhat protected
In a hedge from the prayers of others and Jesus resurrected
So connected..the child of a King, built for war, with shield and sword
And if hell says my soul is the price, it better bill the Lord
I don’t kneel to hordes or accept threats from devils
Hit them with a sock full of pebbles until they get on my level
I revel in God’s work which really pisses off demons
As you study the Word you can hear dark things screaming
They can’t have my life nor will I sell them my soul
I won’t bow to their meddling, falter or fold.
So Satan..whats your decision…you can send all of your minions
They’ll either come up missing or sent back in critical condition…
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