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I carry, on my body the marks
Of so many battles and wars that I won
I feel the weight of the call
That is upon my shoulders
I can't give up

Who sees the armor from the outside
Doesn't know that underneath the soldier is wounded
Needing a cure
The soul cries, no one listens
They are the marks of a soldier who still bleeds
But doesn't stop fighting his battles

And do you know why I walk?
I know who called me
Regardless of the challenges
I don't fight alone
And do you know why I continue?
The marks generate testimony
And if no one sees my wounds
God knows
Under the armor only God sees

And while He uses me, He takes care of everything
Under the armor I carry the marks
My triumph
And while He uses me
He takes care, He takes care
He takes care of everything
Under the armor I carry the marks
My triumph

And do you know why I walk?
I know who called me
Regardless of the challenges
I don't fight alone
And do you know why I continue?
The marks generate testimony
And if no one sees my wounds
God knows
Under the armor only God sees
Under the armor only God sees
Under the armor only God sees