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my golan
twists of thoughts
road curves ahead
are the signs in a dream
wondering, yes wondering
what it all means

how did I get here
at what cost did I pay
is this where I want to be
who really knows

some sins appear fun and are
for a season , a season
then comes its dues
racking your soul
the debt mounts

i wish for some fun
without the penalties
but that doesn't exist
for they are two worlds
two worlds apart

but the thoughts draw me back
as the war wages on
pulling and struggling
against all I now know

i must not give in
or yield any ground
like the Israelites standing
for the heights
surrender means loss

so I hide
not moving or yielding
but not fighting as well
so what's the point

hiding is not an option
i must fight with my faith
that God will deliver
my mind and my soul
from the enemies hands

in this war against sin
my sin, yes, my sin
i'll hide in His strength
waging war for my golan
and those whose lives
hang in the balance
that are yet unknown to me