The wrestle we have has always been
Hear with us today
The tactics,moves and holds they use
Are keeping us at bay
We should know our enemies they've done it all before
But to fight you must apply A Spirit to the war
How do you know which side to take
Or any side at all
You might think what a load of bull
So walk right through that door
There are many roads that lead up
These you can explore
But only One sits at the top
All the others fall
To question what is right
This we must explore
To lead us back to ourselves
To fight the real war
And when we win the battle
And slay the wicked beast
We will be free from tyranny
The Lord Almighty as our chief.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 15th, 2023 00:34
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Comments3
We don't always see the spiritual battle aspect of this. We are just cosy in churches, as a social club maybe.
I bet there's a name for that hold.
A greater power than we surely there must be.
Amen.
Great work, loved it.
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