My eyes may see the coming King in all his majesty. In company all dressed in white. But meanwhile here at the world's dark end. The dragon draws the iron curtain round against the light. And souls grow weary in his war of love. and seek their solace strolling down the sweet civilian ways. But meanwhile back at the world's dark end. The nations see no future waiting for the serpent to strike. CHORUS: Where have all the Christian soldiers gone. Where is the resistance will no-one be strong. When will we stand up tall and straight rise up and storm the gate. How can we fail to get excited. The battle is ours why don't we fight it. Battalions of darkness rise above me. But God put a fighter in me put a fighter in me. So we will sing songs of victory. We will rise and set men free. We will applaud your majesty. We will proclaim your kingdom come. We will announce the battle done. We will lift up the righteous one. Listen and you're going to hear the sweetest sound you ever heard. It's the spirit blowing across the land. It's the voice of one who calls his bride to come and to be ready. Gentle as a dove he comes with fire. CHORUS: