(CHORUS)
There's a war goin' on out there
(Get on this mission Christians, let's get in position)
There's a war goin' on out there
(This is total submission)
Put up your hands.......(?)
(This is total submission, total submission)
Givin' our lives for we surrender(?)
(Christians you're enlisted)
(RAP 1)
Fourth generation saint/Grew up in a Christian home/China was his birth place/Somethin' like the worst place/Didnt know his parents well/Grandparents raised him up/Introduced him to Christ/In a way the father raised his son/Taught him how to keep the faith/In the midst of tough times/Communism took his place/And Christians had to duck & hide/Underground church service/Missionaries testified/Persecution rang the bell/Mant Christians lost their lives
(CHORUS)
(RAP 2)
Locked in a prison cell/Time of day he couldnt tell/Darkness over took his sight/People cryin' left & right/This aint right/Is what he said/Waitin' on the officer to take him off/Into the room across the way/Interrogation's taking place/Should of seen the look on his face/He was nervous/But his purpose/Was to stand firm in his faith/Then all of a sudden he paused/And a proposition was given/Either we can give you position/Or you can die for religion/Decisions/Not a word came from his mouth/As he proceeded to be beaten/And some soldiers drug him out/To the courtyard/There's a fence/Where they hung him up by his wrist/And he was instantly reminded/Of the price paid for his sins/Jesus, nailed to the cross/In the same way he was tortured/He was beaten/Then the guard looked at his hands & they were bleedin'/Then the guard paused & he made a slight connection/If this Jesus is the real thing/Then I'm staring at his reflection
