we often find ourselves in the mist of darkness
sorrow becomes a friend, tears turns into ones companion
pain becomes a curse cast on ones generation
we fail to understand for we bring our own distraction
in the background Satan gives off a smile
for his victory christ downfall
We often find ourselves at the feet of defeat
poverty roams the streets like cats in the alleys
the less previlege fall pray to the harsh ways of life
tormented by evil stress they resort to crime and violence
Satan's plans fall into pieces as they lose balance
we often find ourselves dwelling in mortal beings
God our father becomes invicible
for at times we pray but are too impatient
we never give him time to respond
for giving up has become our way of living
Satan sits as we give him leverage against God
we often find ourselves in the pits of defeat
desires we have make us turn away from what is right
charmed by the tangibility of things we want
we get caged in with not escape
failure becomes the only possession we gain
when the devil uses us for his battle against God
