Sanoja: Few Left Standing. Identity Crisis.

The color yellow suits you best
Parade around like you own the world
I know who you are
I've seen you before

Never forget two faces like that
You mock me for the stance I take
As your breath tries to suffocate me
You're not as strong as you think you are

You can't even play your own game right
You might have knocked me down before
But it's not me that gets back up again

You want me so bad
You can taste it on your lips
The closer I get, the harder you try

I smell the fear on you every time you strike
Try and bury me alive
But I don't belong to you

I cannot be shaken , my faith is not blind
But steadfast in truth
There's strength in numbers and I have three

What can you do against One that conquered death?
No reach with what you have
You think, you're in control try and keep your cool
The pressure is on to gain the upper hand

Didn't you know try it before and lose?
Didn't you know try it before and lose?
Didn't you know try it before and lose?
Didn't you know?

One can only do playing God
It's time to put you in your place
You're not God
He is

One can only do playing God
It's time to put you in your place
You're not God
He is