I am the storm

I’m so sick and tired of feeling afraid

Of a ruthless examiner that lives in my brain

He questions my sanity

Questions my faith

It’s been a long time coming

But the stage is set

To drive him back to his fiery death

So I screamed to the Heavens

Please give me the weapons

And Shield me with your armor

So that when I fight the devil

It’s my soul he wants to battle

I can drive him back

To the depts of hell

Yeah I’m tired but still got the strength

Won’t let this motherfucker get the best of me

Yeah I’m tired but still got the strength

And just like that I’m no longer weak

I hear you huffing

Trying to get in

You think I’m scared of a little wind?

I hear you puffing

But you ain’t that bad

Bring it on

Here, I’ll even beg

Cuz you see

I can’t wait till you meet

The badass Jesus living in me!

Enough of your tricks

Enough of your games

Sorry I won’t play your defenseless slave

Enough of your tricks

Enough of your games

Now I am the hunter and you are my prey

Yeah I’m tired but still got the strength

Won’t let this motherfucker get the best of me

Yeah I’m tired but still got the strength

And just like that I’m no longer a slave

I hear you huffing

Trying to get in

You think I’m scared of a little wind?

I hear you puffing

But you ain’t that bad

Bring it on

Here, I’ll even beg

Cuz you see

I can’t wait till you meet

The badass Jesus living in me!

I hear him screaming

Breathing down my neck

Ha ha ha is all I think of him now

I hear him screaming

Trying to be bad

Ha ha ha, he’s just as weak as I’ve thought

Obviously he hasn’t heard the good news

You see, God told me, I am the storm

And to think he thought he could drag me to hell

Think again old friend cuz the lesson’s been learned

I’ve heard you screaming

Breathing down my neck

Ha ha ha is what I think of you now

I’ve heard you screaming

Trying to be all bad

Ha ha ha

How the tides have turned

You see motherfucker

I am the storm

©️ 2019 Rocco Joseph Zuardo