This Is Your Game
Fortune and fame is the name of the game
It will make or break you
Do you have the courage to stand for your dreams?
To fight and bite, whatever it takes?
Your demons will tell you that you are worthless
And grind you down into meal and shame
This isn't fame, are you playing the game?
They'll kick you and hit you and knock you down
They'll spit upon you and shove you to the ground
What are you going to do about it, They will say
It's our game, our glory, and fame
You have no worth when you came to this Earth
You're filthy, you're nasty, you're of no worth!
I'm telling you get up, don't back down
Grace will come where you are found
And lift you higher upon holy ground
The devil himself will grasp you with his chains
It's your soul, don't let him reign
He'll get inside your precious head
And bind your mind like twisted thread
Take your sword of truth and virtue
And cut the serpent's vile grip
He may have power to bruise your heel
But you have the power to crush his head
As you gather your battle stance
He, this beast, has met his end
Proudly you'll proclaim, this is my game! This is my glory! My God! And Fame!...
And none of this will be in vain..