Life like guns and roses Demons keep me on guard No matter the facts No matter the notion Got to keep my head up Through the hocus pocus Biblically act like locust The vision just keep me focused I stay on guard no matter No matter how much you provokin I see over the clouds And the hatred that you projectin Mind gives off conflection Stereotype my complextion Looking around for a confession Sitting around like a adolescence What is life but a direction Duck my head Lord why they keep testin Im on guard Im on guard Im on guard from the beast Keep terrorizing flesh of my flesh Hatred for no one Still my sins cover my flesh Like undergarments it caresses my flesh This a fate worst than death Blood shed as I rest At the point I must fall As nails in my arms Feet bolted to grounds Rocks thrown at me Lord what is this now Am I guarding myself?? Surely there is another way Hyperventalation Before I commit convulsions Its har har hard to breath When I speak about this When I know im living to die And hell aint freezing over Is it my time cry Guarded cause theres nothing left Haunted cause I cheated death Knowing what lyes ahead Keeps me up at night Sometimes scared to go to bed Do you ever think you'll die when you sleep?? Can you die from a dream?? Or is it just me?? I know he reaching out But im scared to let him in My Life My Life is Materializing into what?? Lord tell me whats next!! For my Guarded Soul Sincerly, Tantrum "Last Of My Kind"