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Nov 2010
I'm staying up all night, there are Demons to fight
Circling around my head and even sleeping in my bed.

Adding to the the lies I cast
Bringing up things in the past
Constantly wishing I was theirs
Denying my joy with their stares

Pleading with me to lose mind
Gouge out my eyes, make me blind
To all of the good that surrounds my day
It's no longer Prayer that directs my way

Maybe this is it.

Maybe I'm done for.

Put on the Armour of God. I will make my stand.
Gauntlets of Truth, one on each hand.
I will be righteous, the breastplate upon my chest.
I will stand on Peace for the rest of this test.
Take up the Shield, my Faith taking hit after hit.
My helmet placed firmly, Salvation saved me from the pit.
The Sword of the Spirit, shining so bright.
The Word of God, the only companion I have tonight.


And I turn to face the Demons and shout with all my might.

I'm staying up all night, I have Demons to fight.
Written by
Brad Pietryga
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