Forged in Fire.

I lift my head to the father from whom I seek repentance
Bread in the Fire of broken vengeance from pre descendants

Inside the valley of shadow of death I'm breaking curses
Fully immersed in the midst of a battle Finding purpose

Let's re-establish the order wicked demonic forces
Taking it's course & I feel it coursing and I'm remorseful

But of course we on different courses abundant corpses
At the helm of distorted forces where demons torture

I struggled back from the furnace of hell to give a message
And from the Lion of Judah the message came protected

The fall of man is now they often skip the message
So unaware that warfare can breed vengeance

Never could pain relish part of my brain severed
Searching for answers to questions when everything is wretched

I often danced with the devil dealing with scores to settle
And now I walk as a blessed vessel provoking several

So here I stand unbroken but still in crucifixion
Defied & gifted with lucid diction surviving mischief

I lift my head to the father to whom I sacrifice
Cuz every verse I embellish could be an act of Christ

A generational war and part of it lives in me
You either living as king or dying in infamy

Who could've fathomed my pain becoming a symphony
I lie awake with the angles until they send for me