Oppression when evil present victimized by blessings that convert
To spiritual weapons
When darkness is manifested my faith keeps me protected
My path is opened by my confession
And hatred will never know my intentions
And jealousy and rage could never corrode my veins or mind enslave
Or box me up to a pass day
Cause seasons change and time is never satisfied and the bread of affliction is baked in the land of violence
I know the enemy is behind this but the cold rain falls on tormented pores that have been defeated in war
And have sheafed their swords
And birth courage torn giving up the fight won't enlist in the battle anymore
Till the wicked turn into hell and when mighty men are tested
Only then shall righteousness be the tune of all existence....
