Armory Lyrics

Weapons line the walls
Echoes fill the halls
The clinging of steel
The turning of wheels
Instruments of war
Forged in the deep
Designed for the purpose
Of Satan's defeat
To proudly bear the honor of Christ
To boldly wield the sword of his might
Given to no heathen impurity
Bearing the weapons of God's armory
Not yielding to the ungodly
Conquering in the name of the Almighty
Fatal fascination without distinction
Distortion of everything in sight
Engaging the darkness
Finding a weakness
And dying for what you believe is right
Fighting with honor
And fighting with gladness
Extinguish the flames that fuel this hate
Given to no heathen impurity
Bearing the weapons of God's armory
Not yielding to the ungodly
Conquering in name of the Almighty
Given to no heathen impurity
Bearing the weapons of God's armory
Not yielding to the ungodly
Conquering in name of the Almighty