I go about my normal everyday life, walking in the footsteps of Christ
I know of the errors that cause this strife, Your salvation it came at a price.
Like in surgery i go under the knife, to analyze this truth , to see the proof is relevant , nothin inconclusive , or undeveloped in celestial element.
I get reved up and ready to go, I strike with the accuracy of a deadly aimed snipers crossbow. The crimson blood isn't just for show, its the realization of salvation that will continue to flow. 

On this bloody battlefield I stand, with outstreched hands bloody from wars demand, crippled, feeble, frail  and torn. I thank Christ Jesus that I was born. Looking at the lost children that die everyday I mourn, for the helpless, poor souls that are scourged. I try to absorb a mental picture of death and agony, but I can't wrap my mind around such a tragedy.

Innocence was lost long ago, but one thing I still know is you
are forever extolled . I thank you Jesus for your sacrifice, for giving me this life and blessing me with two kids and a wife. I will acknowledge the beauty of eternity, the beauty of creation and divinity. I am blessed by the trinity
and in your love I will live for infinity.