Purpose

I was born in '86, despite the wolves and rats

Survived the wild and returned with these bear furs on

my back

To feed the family, drink the wine, give thanks to God

and watch for signs

The winter's cold, but we was chose to rise above the

darkened skies

And fight against what lied beneath, my feet are firmly

on the ground

Prepare my soul and grit my teeth, fight or flight is

going down

What man amongst me says, that I ain't fit to wear my

Father's crown

A King of Mine and mine alone, my blood line can't be

renounced

Stand up and be counted for, raise your fist as Glory

speaks

Heavens what I'm dying for, I swear the Devil's at war

with me

I deal with life accordingly one day at a time

And that kingdom we all searching for I pray one day we

find

So many have long and gone, so many got left behind

But as time travels and Earth unravels church bells

still chime

Planets still align as angels watch over

I break the chains they gave me and put these medals on

my shoulders

Cause I ain't no saint

You'll be different

You'll find comfort in family

Your power lies in your faith and beliefs

What's a king without a crown?

Or a kingdom to call his own?

This is purpose