To My Grave

Dark and sinister rain befalling us I know something is wrong, I can feel it in my bones, Catastrophic endless fountain of blood, But faith refuses to panic at all… I will go to my grave as a soldier of the Lord… Yes I will go my grave fighting this war… I will be fearless and brave, until He gives me wings and I’ll fly away… Yes I will go to my grave, praising His name forever more… I will go to my grave as a soldier of the Lord. And it won’t be long now, I know… Jesus is coming, I can hear Gabrielle's trumpet… I can hear my body turning away from my soul, I can see the angels waking those who have long slept, I can hear the sound of Michael’s shield and sword… Well, I fight like I’ve never fought before, ‘Cuz he gave me His heart, so I’ll give Him mine, for sure… And I’ll go to my grave and as a soldier of the Lord… Fearless and brave, I’ll go to my grave, I’ll go to my grave, as a soldier of the Lord.