They nag and they nag and they nag and they fight.
And they push back darn hard against any attempted advance of light.
I am outnumbered, cornered, surrounded by them all around.
Weakened by their sinister whispers in my ear, I feel my knees hit the ground.
My foe is ultimately too many, too much
It was impossible for me to withstand the repetition of such a heavy punch
I am down, conquered and defeated, but not out of the war
But now I fight in vain and question my conviction, what I’m fighting for
Sometimes I call it quits, throw my hands in the air and let them trample me
But then I find strength in a renewed conviction that I am not the one who brings victory
So then I rise with a determination to see through the mission,
But I cannot hold onto my faith that strong under the heaviness of the opposition.
It’s a never-ending war I know I cannot win,
I am always knocked down, but I still always get back up again
I am criminal and victim, feeding the dog that attacks me no matter
I find no joy in victory, but defeat always makes me sadder
The Voice of Truth lets out a last, empty whisper of death as it fades away,
Replaced by the sinister whispers of ghosts to taunt me all day
Back and forth they go in my brain
I hate, I love, this deadly pain
It feels good to hurt, to be in pain, to hate, so I welcome it in
No, I don’t believe that, so God by my side, I fight that sin
Not knowing your side makes it harder to effectively make and wage war
And I do not know good and evil, my friend or enemy apart anymore
Around and around in dance go the angels and demons in my head,
I rejoice and sing alive, I lay dormant and still as dead
At the beginning of the day, I look in the mirror and see my worst enemy and closest ally
The day begins, and so does the next fight in a war as pointless as a ball and endless as the sky