I would glady die tonight

for the will of the lord

God is my shield

Jesus is my sword

commander and chief of the good fight

pace car in the race

I will let you see my back

but not the glory in my face

Why profit the world?

in the process lose your soul

Id rather keep my mind

then burn in hell as a whole

I will carry the cross

for the sins of all men

at the point of no return

never to look back again

I hear rumors the world is going to end

but these are the birth pains of labor

how long will you yonder in the wilderness?

before you turn to the savior

A righteous man I am not

A superior saint I will never be

had to experience the darkness

to see the light of my destiny