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