The desire to fight lives inside

You seem docile, but you know the battles waged at night

When the lights dim low, the fire burns bright

To fight for your sanity against the demons tricks and might

Ring the alarms for the enemy is coming

I see them on the hill

The hellhounds are out and running

But I know my aim is steady and I shoot to kill

With the fiery force of a thousand armies

I will defend my only hope to survive

My mind stands with me and nothing can harm me

I will either meet my maker or be the last enemies demise