Thats it thats the last straw Youve tried so many times that I have to declare war Im sick of your foolish attack, devil So step back Im on a one way track, devil To take back all the things that youve stolen No withholdin Im rollin and with the scriptures unfolding That your time is near And wit the power of God Im gonna persevere So go ahead and try to turn up the heat Cause with my sword drawn youre gonna feel defeat The seat occupied to the right of my God Is the reason why Ive got my feet shod The Word of life in the form of three Is given to me as artillery to sue To abuse and bruise you Leave you standing in a daze wondering whos who You chose to be defeated or to be disarmed Anyway you want it were gonna bring you harm In this battle only strong survive I now whos with me And whos by my side Hes the tower of strength and the pillar To a hardened heart Hes the tiller No scrilla can entice me to stay off your tail Im gonna keep fighting til God prevails Cause the alarm has been rung Praise to God has been sung The victory dance has been done The battles over and GUESS WHOS WON
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