There’s a Satan in me,

a sifter toward me,

An inner demon that breathes

on the heathen

gentile is worthwhile,

we are the hardest

without a harness,

I am trapped in between

the bricks and the wall

and you have torn down it

all, and made a way for us to

Live again inside of Him,

I am the rebel and the

Worshipper of me,

The unbeliever to not have

Fellowship with me