Cyclonus

(album: Picket Fence Cartel - 2009)

(Against the wiles of the devil
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood
Against principalities
Against powers
Against the rulers of darkness of this age
Against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places)

Anvils fall from your lips
Like shrapnel bits from these metal fists
Pounding my back without mercy with
An arsenal of foul curses
Attitude without gratitude is like pulverizing my chest
you dream to take me down...

So here's your goodbye kiss

Devastator
Complicator
Bringer of pain
Why won't you fly away?

(Therefore take up the whole armor of God
that you may be able to withstand in the evil day
and having done all to stand
with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one)

Now you jumped the fence
As enemies, they transform to friends
Spitting your venom at my back, and
Asleep in the dragon's lair
Loyalty's not your currency, how soon you do forget
You think you've found your wings
But you'll never fly again

Fly away
Disappear, and just disappear and just
Fly away
Erasing me from your memory...