On the weekdays, I've been eating His Words
To strengthen my shield and sharpen my sword
In the bad's blaze, reading and doing His Words is the way to forge to fight the curse
In the mad maze, where there are many ways of false, I need to be on the right courseBut behind that tight, little door is the biggest Colosseum where I fought
In the overwhelming abhor feeling, I have never won, I only always lose
And after the fight, I only then have a thousand bruises, in deep fraught
In my mind is the past decision I can't cop back anymore, just afterthoughtsIn a secluded place,
I gave up for a taste
I just wasted the grace,
In conscience, I'm in chase
In question is my faith,The devil I always date
Telling, Hell is my fate
In the tormenting flame
I put Him in the hate
Disobeyed the GreatFriday, I start to transfigurate
I am a gladiator when SaturdayThere are these cheering voices
The king is waiting for rejoices
The audience wanting to throw roses
The nemesis letting out the horses
The noise in my mind, sermons have gone flourish
The choice I will make determine my glories
They start to run in my head, all the moral stories
My heart is bleeding red, I just feel it all perishBut there is water and soap, and even shampoo
Forgive me, Father, and show and clean me with truth
Don't leave me battered and roped and beaten and bruised
After my battle, I'm slow, I'm crawlin' and I rued
The shadows rejoiced when I was stabbed by the devil
The arrow foist into my heart, I was jabbed, blood flows, subtleFriday, I start to transfigurate
I am a gladiator when SaturdayBut after Saturday is Sunday
I can't show Him my face and give Him praise and ask for His grace
But I remember who is He
He's showing us mercy, he's flowing with glory
So I present the wicked meOnce, in a secluded place,
I have given up for a taste
I have wasted the grace,
My conscience was in chase
In question was my faith,The devil I always once date
He told me that Hell is my fate
There, in the tormenting flame
I have once put Him in the hate
I have once disobeyed the GreatBut not today
And to the passing phase
I start to transfigurate
Now, I'm a gladiator everyday
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