Dangerous
The give my life to God, so why
Do I pay for this
Satan's grip got me, no surprise
He was made for this
He attacks in the night
He just waits for this
The moment I slip I
Play the game of risk
Tossing the die to die
Death has placed it's kiss
He would not blink an eye
If for Christ I would not be dangerous.
Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2013
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