Who Will Come For Me

May soul trapped in its own vault my flesh can't get away from pain The dignity i have to do better runs hot throughout my thickest vain The screecthing of my nails running against the black board is yet to your ears sounds of my revange The silence of air when it blows stiff is to you death from the lethal surenge Let me stop there and go no farther Now shall i tell you as one feather thus my soul and i flock together To you what i call evil shall not one weapon against me shall prosper In the depths of my words is my power As the clouds over me get heavy and it rains my sins are washed away as i shower As i pray before i sleep to the one that will come for me like a thief in the night For yet and no lie he will come for me and his name is Jesus Christ