Fighting the evil within me
I see the devil in my actions
An angel’s wings torn apart by ghouls
Walking round trip in this hell
This world, this rough plains
My vision of heaven perturbed
Always disturbed,
I am drenched in lust
Oozing malice without regret
Forget all the white glory
My eye has been blurry with red wine
The water long gone
Forgot the party never stopped
A never ending celebration
Sinners coming together on Sunday
In church, demons wearing gold
Woke up cos I slept through death
Baptized yet I arose in Babylon’s grip
The angels sing my name
I hear them
Far away somewhere, where my innocence escaped to
Beyond clouds, black and blue
Skin, eyes, color, taste
Blood, lineage, memories
Stars mixed with orbital sacrifices
Yes, I fight
Then I win
In my mind first
Then, third, my sight
Chorus, victorious revving
White fleeced sheep in a rotten herd
Stained but cleaned
Rinsed by salvation
Dusted away clouts from lungs
Green breeze,
Morning dew, healing
One that bridges
man and the spirit world
the sun, some call him
Drinking more water
Washed away the wine taste
Now I seek comfort
within the scriptures of flawless history
Survival comprised in red letters
In bold, Yeshua
White Nazarene, black glory
Dark Muhammed, golden cotton
Her, him
Don’t matter
Because in faith
I am restored
