hounds of hell

Title: Hounds of Hell Yeah. War mode. They said the wrath of the wicked run deep Like rivers of blood where the false kings sleep But I don’t bow and I don’t retreat I was forged in fire where the lost don’t weep I seen devils dressed in a tailored suit Silver tongue with a poisoned fruit Preachin’ peace while they harvest youth Buildin’ empires off hidden truth Wrath of the wicked — it move like smoke Slide through cities, leave minds broke Smiles wide but the spirit choked Whole world hang by a fragile rope I hear the hounds when the sky turn red Teeth like judgment, eyes undead They don’t hunt flesh — they hunt your dread They circle faith till it nearly dead Hook: Hounds of hell at the edge of night But I don’t fold in a holy fight I’m the soldier God sent to strike Through the dark where the demons bite Wrath of the wicked can’t take my breath I been baptized in the fear of death Stand ten toes when the sky go left I walk through fire untouched by death Look. They build towers high like Babel pride Think they gods from the throne they ride But every crown got rot inside And every tyrant fall by design I seen famine in the land of greed Seen prophets silenced for plantin’ seeds Seen truth get mocked while lies get freed But judgment move at a sacred speed I ain’t no angel with feathered wings I’m boots on dirt in the war of kings Armor dented from unseen things But faith still sharp when the trumpet rings The wicked rage ‘cause the light expose What they buried deep in designer clothes They fear the man that already knows That hell ain’t flames — it’s the lies they chose Hook: Hounds of hell when the moonlight crack They snap at the soul, try to pull it back But I was built for the counterattack With a scripture blade and a heart intact Wrath of the wicked, let ‘em roar I don’t kneel to the beast no more If I’m the soldier Heaven swore Then I kick that gate of the underworld door Last verse. I seen death and he didn’t grin Just said, “Choose who you serve within.” ‘Cause demons don’t always crawl in sin Sometimes they whisper, “Just give in.” But I don’t bend to the serpent tongue I don’t drown in the fear they brung I walk through valleys where bells get rung For fallen souls and the chosen young The wrath gon’ rise, that’s prophecy But so will truth in a man set free And if I fall, let it be known I stood on faith like carved in stone Yeah. Hounds can howl. Let ‘em yell. I’m the blade in the dark — Sent straight through hell.