Short Circuit

Signing the paper of death

They say I could be dead

Cry out for his mercy

His healing power to live

There I sit in the black room

Signing the paper of death

Drugs and radiation

Will destroy my blood

Except for a miracle

I will die a hideous painful death

As I await the box of wax

They prepare to flick the switch

Radiation shreds my blood

Drugs rot my body

Donation cells are given

To restore my state

Kneel in my bed, dripping with blood

The treatment has taken its toll

Demons round me laughing

As the pain of hate fills my bones

Suddenly a figure in white

Ten foot tan from God

Spreads his wings, sword in hand

Chope those demons down

Slime and gore oozes the floor

As they all lie dead

As the months grow longer

Satan plans his next attack

Broken down with many disease

Feel I'm about to die, rotting bones in pain

Suddenly a break through, the power of Jesus name

Brought back from the dead I come

Now to proclaim his ways

No devil stomps on God's child and ever gets away

Dead man walking

Satan still stalking

Don't try again you loser

I will live forever