Infantry life never prepared me for this
I swing and i swing but i continue to miss
I have my target in sight, fighting with all my might
But when he swings back i fall deeper Into the abyss
I climb and i climb to get back in the battle
To end this war and get back on the saddle
I know im tough but it\'s gone on long enough
My strength is deminishing and my cage ous starting to rattle
Drowning in the combat, breathing becomes very strenuous
Trying to untie the rock thats sinking me into his influence
Captain, Jack, Jim, his name in continuous
So i drop to my knees and scream out to his Holiness
\"You put me in this strife without any prep
Why didnt you tell me? Tell me what to expect?
Tell me to look for the signs
Or listen when i begged and begged to rewind time
I\'m in this war without a sword and he\'s inbetween you and I how do we connect?\"
On the floor, beaten and battered
Feeling overwhelmed, lost and shattered
He pulls back to take another jab
Grasping at my side for anything and what do i grab?
The hilt of a blade, a dagger, a knife
Its something, its sharp, i can put up a fight
No matter the length, i can feel the strength
I can feel it seeping with the lords might
\"God did you hear me? Is that you? Where have you been?
I know the answer, my heart was to diseased to let you in
Clouded by shadows of my own sin
But you found me, you never lost Faith
Take my hand Father, guide me and lets let this battle TRUELY begin