Life is a boxing match - Psychosis was my round 11,
Believing is round 12 - Thinking of God and Heaven.
Stepping from side to side and envisioning a TKO,
Gloves feeling quite heavy - He\'ll decide when I go.
I ducked and weaved - Knocked down a few times,
Legs are unsteady - The ropes are blurry lines.
Craving positivity - Casually keeping bad stuff out,
Rounding up numbers - Ready for the final bout.
My opponent is tough - The embodiment of evil,
Licking his lips - Lucifer, the devourer of people.