Pacing like the Leopard to and fro in my cage,
pleading with the Holy Spirit to quench my rage.
The fire within me scribbled on a page,
I posses more demons than any soul my age.
The clock's hands are turning with inverted direction,
my doom is realized with perverted perfection.
My life's consequences constant regardless of selection;
from my nature I need restraint, I need God's protection.
I see a stranger in the mirror, no longer who I am,
only one can make me whole, by the blood of the lamb.
So now I choose to serve Him, beyond my last breath,
I may be opposed, accused or threatened with death.
I've made mistakes of fear and hate, I'll not repeat 'em.
I have irrevocable life and joy, irrevocable freedom.
My Lord and my God, and the law of Love,
have filled me with light and a mission, far above
any forces that'll try to offer resistance.
By reflecting God's Love, and the word with persistence,
I bring my brothers to the saving knowledge
of His existence.
