Video The Soldiers Song de Aaron Sprinkle 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Aaron Sprinkle - The Soldiers Song Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Through the clouds of fallen ash, a lonely mother's cry
Among the fields of broken glass, the loyal few will rise
(Faith now regained)
Finding strength within the void of raging fire ignites
A spark of ever-burning power and conviction to fight
(Pride be your name)
They will spit upon the honor that you guard with your life
And run to hide in selfish fear when threat of death is in sight
(Lay down your shame)

[Pre-Chorus]
Armed with resistance and blind to the cost
They say your purpose is mindless and lost
But we don't adhere to the slander they spill
We mourn with your losses and stand by your will

[Chorus]
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

[Verse 2]
We are the sons of holy wrath, a shining light in the dark
The ones who walk amongst despair, no sign of fear in our hearts
(Stand in death's way)
Shut out the voice of mindlessness, open your eyes to the truth
Believe the words that stand the test and not the slurs of the youth
(You're not what they say)
[Pre-Chorus]
Armed with resistance and blind to the cost
They say your purpose is mindless and lost
But we don't adhere to the slander they spill
We mourn with your losses and stand by your will

[Chorus]
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet

[Bridge]
Turn over the tables and watch them run
You'll be the weapon they can't outgun
Turn over the tables and watch them run
You'll be the weapon they can't outgun

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet
These tears we spill, they haunt us still
The cries of the weak lie quiet in sleep beneath our feet