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In an evil trail I wander, I  am filled with fear

In this trail I walk alone

I'm reminded that your adolescence is far away as you grow into a lovely man

No one's left but me, as the shadows whisper my misery along the way







Where there is good, lurks evil that is trying to stir up the paranoid storm

Enemies I don't know, angry men after my soul

Fatality, your music preaches these ignorant words you worship, as they bring comfort to your fucked up little worlds because your daddy was not there and your mommy shot lethal heroine real well

What do you want to prove?

When in due time, karma will make you ridiculed







Innocence was raped by gyrations

My fear was calmed by a begotten Son's innovations

And I rely on Him to watch my back

Cause a knife doesn't feel well

Terrorized by fools who live life not so well

This town is endorsed by hell

And aerobics does not prevent petrified heart attacks

I'm jittery and about to crack!







And yet I come to find, all is quiet again

Time is not important, time is an illusion

And I embrace the Word

And my arms are around His Love

And His presence provides the sword

The sword calms the storm

Trust humbles the storm