Great are the enemies that call me on
What I fight for and stand for strong.
Hate and spit of love that find me
In a battle that is against all odds.
When the signs are turned all but right
And I wish myself able to truly despise
The Devil and the nemesis
That left nothing but ruins in my life.
It is when the darkest hours
Come to find you all alone
That the glow of wisdom’s wings
Grow strong in love in all it teaches
For you to know
Then sets you back upon your feet.