The time is now, for Christ's return,
so he's turning up the heat.
He's got our backs up against the wall,
his victory is so sweet.

His Demons poised with darts in hand,
as our defense weakly stalls.
And rejoice they do, when the battle's through,
and another Christian falls.

The battles that the Devil wins,
he doesn't even draw his gun.
Because at the sight, of a dirty fight,
most Christians turn and run.

They lay down at the Devil's feet,
and he steps upon their head.
Then the Devil laughs, to his evil staff,
just leave this one for dead.

But we Christians need to understand,
that the battles that we wage.
Were fought with pride, the day Christ died,
on Calvary's Holy stage.

But we Christians hide when sufferings come,
when affliction comes our way.
Limp wristed in our stand for Christ,
with meekness we do pray.

We give in, each time a battle roars,
at the sight of blood we fade.
We don't look like soldiers brave and bold,
but like Girl Scouts on parade.

So it's back to basic training friends,
off to boot camp we must go.
To learn those lessons once again,
we should already know.

So listen up, to sergeant Tim,
with no talking in the ranks.
The first lesson that we'll learn today,
is how to guard our flanks.

Keep both your eyes on General Christ,
regardless of what you see.
Then strap the helmet of Salvation on,
the hat that set you free.

Then the breastplate of righteousness, fasten tight,
and cover those feet with peace.
And brace those loins about with truth,
till all the bombing's cease.

Then take the shield of faith in hand,
and pray for all your worth.
And that fiery dart, aimed for your heart,
will fall back down to earth.

Take the sword of the spirit and hold it tight,
and swing it like a fool.
And cut those Demons down to size,
in a Holy Ghost'n duel.

Cause we don't fight with flesh and blood,
but with powers from the dark.
And with spiritual wickedness resting high,
not from some kiddie park.

So the armor of God, you now possess,
is all you'll ever need.
So don't run away, stand and fight today,
with Jesus at the lead.

But there might be days approaching you,
when a dart may make it through.
You might leave your shield at home one day,
when Satan comes for you.

So if he knocks you down my friend,
don't just lay there on the floor.
But boldly stand, with sword in hand,
and declare a Holy War!

Then call on General Jesus Christ,
to help you kick some tail.
And watch the Devils demons run,
and scamper back to Hell.

Cause General Christ is always there,
regardless of how dim.
But if he's late, don't you hesitate,
to call on sergeant Tim.