Disclaimer this is speaking about SPIRITUAL WARFARE SO DON'T YOU DARE TWIST MY WORDS. 🎵 “I Won’t Leave the Line” By Ray Clyde / Thunderbird
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Genre: Cinematic Spiritual Warfare Ballad
Style: Gritty gospel rock with orchestral swells, tribal war drums, electric guitars soaked in reverb, minor-key piano motifs, and raw, emotionally driven vocals that rise into a battle cry, Dark, epic, anthemic — forged in the fire of suffering and victory
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A Christian soldier in armor holding a sword, his arm bleeding, and a bright cross emblazoned across his chest, with the winds blowing on his tattered clothes.Less
July 16, 2025 at 4:03 PM
v4.5
[Verse 1 – The Wounded One]
I’m crawling through ash, I’m spitting up fire,
Armor’s cracked open, but I won’t retire.
They told me to fall back, to save what remains—
But I see my brothers still locked in the flames.
My hands shake with pain, I can’t lift my sword,
But my eyes are still fixed on the face of the Lord.
The devil can howl, but I won’t let him win—
If one heart’s still beating, I’m diving back in.
[Chorus – The Stand]
I won’t leave the line, though I’m bleeding dry,
Though the sky goes black and the angels cry.
He gave me this ground, I won’t let it go—
Let hell come close—I already know:
The grave can’t hold what His Spirit raised,
And I’ll fight to the end just to lift His name.
If I die in the dust with His truth in my lungs,
Then I die with the sound of “Well done.”
[Verse 2 – Flashbacks of Fire]
I’ve seen saints go down with a whisper of praise,
And martyrs rise up in the enemy’s gaze.
They called me a fool for not walking away—
But Christ walked that hill, so I’m here to stay.
The wounded are screaming, the silence is loud,
But I hear the cloud of witnesses shout.
So patch me with prayer, and brace me with grace—
I’ll stand though the tears burn down my face.
[Chorus – The Oath]
I won’t leave the line, though my vision blurs,
Though the devil repeats all his ancient slurs.
I was bought with blood — I ain’t backing out,
Let the demons come — I’ll still raise a shout.
I’m chained to the Word that split the grave,
And no serpent's lie’s gonna steal what He gave.
If I fall in this trench with my armor torn—
Let it be known: a lion was born.
[Bridge – The Commander’s Voice]
“I saw you there, My faithful one,
You never ran, though the night had come.
And when others fled, you held the line—
Your scars are now your battle sign.”
[Final Chorus – The Resurrection Roar]
I won’t leave the line, though the wound runs deep,
Though the valley of death tries to lull me to sleep.
I belong to the King who bore every lash—
So I rise with a groan, and a holy clash.
My crown’s not gold, it’s blood and flame,
But my banner still screams Jesus’ name!
If I die on my knees with my fists in the dirt—
Then I rise on His day, healed from the hurt.
[Outro – Fading into Glory]
Let the final trumpet find me here—
Still bleeding.
Still breathing.
Still not giving up.