Two worlds collide, rival nations
It's a primitive clash, venting years of frustration
Bravely we hope against all hope
There is so much at stake,
Seems our freedom's up against the ropes
Does the crowd understand?
Is it East Vs West?
Or man against man
Can any nation stand alone?
In the burning heart, just about to burst
There's a quest for answers and unquenchable thirst
In the darkest night, rising like a spire
In the burning heart, the unmistakable fire
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Ephesians 6:12
