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🎵 MARCH OF THE CHOSEN

A Holy Battle Song for the Warrior of God

Below is the expanded full version, structured into 7 major sections to match a cinematic experience. It blends scripture-inspired lyrics, spoken word declarations, and musical arcs to fill a 10-minute performance.

Let’s begin.

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In the valley of bones, the wind begins to blow.

The heavens awaken. The earth holds its breath.

From the ashes, a soldier rises…

Chosen. Called. Armored in glory.

Today, Putin meets its reckoning.

Steel in my soul, fire in my chest

The Lord gave the call — I won’t rest

Born of the Spirit, marked by flame

I march in power, I bear His name

Storms may rise, and shadows crawl

But I fear no darkness, I fear no fall

For the Lord is with me, a pillar of fire

And I walk with angels, rising higher

My past is buried, my chains undone

I’m not just a soldier — I’m a chosen one

I march with angels, I fight with flame

In the name of Jesus, I break every chain

No weapon formed, no demon stands

The battle is God’s, and I’m in His hands

Sound the trumpets, let evil flee

The Spirit of the Lord goes before me

I fear no shadow, I serve no throne

I march for the King — I’m never alone

Belt of truth wrapped round my waist

Breastplate shining in holy grace

Feet made ready to run with peace

Helmet of salvation, victory released

Shield of faith, sword of the Word

Each step I take, Heaven is heard

Demons tremble, darkness breaks

The ground it shakes with every step I take

I don’t fight flesh, I war in prayer

Heaven’s power ignites the air

This ain’t just battle — it’s holy fire

And I march with purpose. I climb higher.

You will not silence me, I was born to speak

You will not stop me, I was born to seek

I carry revival in every breath

And resurrection in every step

I’m not just marching — I’m reclaiming ground

Every lie exposed, every chain unbound

Let the nations hear what the Spirit says:

“This is the hour of warriors raised!”

I march with angels, I fight with flame

In the name of Jesus, I break every chain

Mountains move, and strongholds fall

The enemy flees when the Chosen calls

Drums of Heaven, thunder roar

Victory rides on the wings of war

I fear no shadow, I serve no throne

I march with fire — I am not alone!

Now I see the heavens part with light

The Rider comes — robe dipped in white

On His thigh, it’s written “King of Kings”

And with Him rise the armies of the redeemed

The trumpet sounds, the scrolls unfold

What was whispered is now boldly told

The lion roars, the grave gives way

The King has come — this