What I feel is what I feel, What I feel is real.
Are you here to destroy? To kill? To steal?
To destroy my joy and deny my perception?
To obscure my view with your own Inception? 
To kill my personality and make me a drone?
To make me isolate myself and handle life on my own?
To steal my piece of mind and keep me always on edge?
To make me feel the fear of being out on a ledge.

But you won't push me over! You won't make me fall!
You can try to entice me, but I won't hear your call.
You may raise Inner conflict. You may fill me with strife.
But the Christ who's within me came that I may have life.
So I flee from temptation. Refrain from its pull.
Own the life that Christ gave me, and have it to the full.
So try if you must. You will be denied!
My freedom from sin is the reason Christ died.

So I feel what I feel. What I feel is, you lose! 
I feel your desperation as you try to confuse.
And as I read the word. And as I pray.
I remember Jesus answered  "I am the way" 
So He's the way I'm going. And the truth is this,
the hell I've left behind, I simply will not miss. 
And the life I'm taking hold of has no place for you.
You can wait for God to give you all you're due.

​Just understand, for you, the war Is Lost.
As for me I choose Jesus whatever the cost.