Marching into Battle - Stryper

I saw The Heavens open, and behold a white horse

The One that was sitting upon him, was called faithful and true

His eyes were like two burning flames, on His head a gold crown

He wore a vesture of blood, with a name nobody knew

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Out of His mouth came a sword, He used to smite the nations

The beast and false prophet were bound, and cast into the sea

They’re followers slain by Almighty, fowls they fed upon them

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle

Marching Into Battle