I See The World Around Me Bursting Into Flames
Soldiers Fall From Grace Lay Down Their Swords And Run Away
The Eyes Of The Heathen Are Like Vultures As They Wait
Quick To Call Us Hypocrites And Point Out Our Every Mistake
Oh Don't Be Wavered By Their Endless Schemes For Our Demise
It's A Scapegoat To Deny The Truth They Fear In Disguise
Chorus:
We'll Fight On And On The Good Fight
For The Lord Jesus Christ
God's Ultimate Sacrificed For The World
He Rose From The Grave After Three Days
With The Keys Of Hell And Of Death
In His Nail Scared Hands
There Will Be No Cheering Entourage To Stand With You
When You Tremble Before God And Give Account For All You Do
Your Life Wasted On The Fear Of How You Appear To Men
Ashamed Of You Because On Earth You Were Ashamed Of Him
Our Human Coats Of Flesh Are So Weak And Out Of Control
Only The Blood Of Jesus Christ Can Cleanse Our Filthy, Haggard Souls.
