Watch the Wind 

I'm not a man who gets down

not a man who gets shook

Satan came for my guts and

the blood of Abel spilled out

lost the battle, didn't know how to

move, oh serpent staff in the

desert

I been bit

I been hit

tell me the move father

I'll lift my eyes in the

blowing hot sand

skin is dry

and cracked

venom hits hard boys

the trophy rise snake

Ιησούς χριστός Νικά 

something sacred

is out there 

be quiet and watch the wind

there is something sacred