I am drastic
I am gold
I am fantastic
I am bold
Heavy is the gold
Light is the fold
Trembling are my hands
Before the Lord of all the lands
But He steadies my weak arm
And resounds the alarm
My story here does not end
Onward and upward do I send
He vanquished one by one
When I was ready and done
All of my demons are gone
By His hand every one
So do not tell me your lies
You make up stories like pies
In His Name in the silence
Will fill you will suspense
For He does not shout lest He startle you
Maybe that is what you need that’s true