There's no way to hide when my whole mind is invaded by an army.
There's no help.
It's holding me so tight.
So how do I survive in this fight?
God, he owns my life.
Dear Jesus Christ, I know it well, yet it is hard.
The enemy knows how to revive memories
And in the past I was his slave.
Today I believe I simply served the Prince of Darkness.
I was more loyal than ever.
How could someone so loyal do the things you did?
Straight to hell, straight to hell, you're going straight to hell, that's for sure.
Go away Satan, because I know all your lies by heart.
I know about your power, when you reproaches me for what is done.
I am a born sinner, so what?
It is hell that legitimately awaits me.
Yet Jesus is a sanctuary and it is in Him that I could take refuge.
In this mortal body, with many faults, deeply in love with myself,
I am not of this world, although (I am) in the world
And I live according to the way of the world.
My spirit bears fruit rotten to the root, even swine would not eat it .
Such a pathetic being, a hypocrite, an ungodly being (born in sin, die in sin!)
Please, Jesus Christ, forgive me.
I didn't understand.
Jealous and thief, that's what I am.
How can I rectify this?
You belong to me now.
You will always bow before me.
With me for eternity.
You cannot free yourself.

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