The man walked many miles and he is tired. His feet hurt, but the news must carry on. He must proclaim one step at a time the works of the Morning Star. So by His light he decides to prepare his shoes for the Gospel, straighten his helmet, shine his breastplate, and speak his sword. Raised up by the power of his belt! He now sees the chariots they scream the war song Golgotha! Golgotha! The Skull! The Skull! The man is catapulted into the battle...