Marching on the Front Line
I’m tired, I’m broken and bleeding I'm still in the battle field My legs tremble and i can’t get up But my spirit is still alive
Your spirit touches me and burns me In your eyes is the light of victory Conquer, win, move forward and destroy the walls of hell
I see your wings On the battlefield Preserving us He has always been here
The enemy fears our battle cry We won’t retreat because of so many warriors
Forward marching on the front line Exhaling the presence of the king Clothed in his courage Willing to die for it
He protects us like a shield Our strength is our might What can stop him?
Forward marching on the front line Exhaling the presence of the king Clothed in his courage His kingdom will never end Nor retreat Nor surrender Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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