Creeping through the underbrush, the predator has come for lunch
You left the children on their own, all alone
I gave you warning but you took offense and just ignored me
And now I think that ita019s too late to keep them safe
Make no mistake that the wicked will now have their way
Even as we speak they gnash their teeth and lie in wait
And put their dirty paws together in anticipation
Drooling at the thought of blood just like a mental patient
We are in times of war, we have always been
Battles for power between men never seem to end
Lines drawn in the sand across a desert land
Get right cause whata019s left is a bad plan
Little boy paralyzed in a black room
watching shadows underneath the door
The world shakes so the body does too
as the monster stomps back and forth
The one that brought me here is the same one that taught me fear
In a corner of my home I learned the best thing to do was disappear
And so it seems that there are scenes
Between the innocent and the obscene
Screaming out for help
Unapologetic to those who oppose decency
The reason being that my seed needs me to raise up trees
So I intend to tend to then, for them,
the fiercest fight that my hands can send
So when these demons sneak in evil through the back gate
I seek a righteous people to meet them half way
Between the battles and the wars for the souls of men
We have eleven when the devil is still stuck on ten
And we shelter them as long as we can
And while we shelter them we strengthen their defense
So when the time arrives they have the tools to fight
And when the enemy engages we fight side by side
