It’s hard out there for a lonely warrior, running through the river of solitude,
Having his mind as a companion like a footed soldier.
Seeing the world through a third eye , analyzing the battle between good and evil, wondering if the blood in his veins is good enough for the angels to see through .
Taking every step as if it was his last, seeing the images of sin that has haunted him from the world’s past.
Fighting for every spoken word, and for every crying mother, wondering why the purity and innocence of every child has gone away from each other.
It’s hard out there for a lonely warrior; the devil keeps waiting for him to slip
Having the presence of God in him making it harder for Satan
To hit.
Rising against all evil, believing that all goodness has shed away, and evil has finally won
The name of this lonely warrior, is Jesus the crowned king, and unforgotten son
Having his mind as a companion like a footed soldier.
Seeing the world through a third eye , analyzing the battle between good and evil, wondering if the blood in his veins is good enough for the angels to see through .
Taking every step as if it was his last, seeing the images of sin that has haunted him from the world’s past.
Fighting for every spoken word, and for every crying mother, wondering why the purity and innocence of every child has gone away from each other.
It’s hard out there for a lonely warrior; the devil keeps waiting for him to slip
Having the presence of God in him making it harder for Satan
To hit.
Rising against all evil, believing that all goodness has shed away, and evil has finally won
The name of this lonely warrior, is Jesus the crowned king, and unforgotten son