Midnight on my back, whisper winds in the hall Armor on my shoulders, but the doubt still crawls
Breathe, breathe, hold fast to start soft The whisper slipping through the keyhole
Small eyes on repeat, trying to steal my free soul First knock at the door, insomnia and cold sweat
Shadowed sermons in my head, every promise a threat Mental confusion like static in the wire
Signal bending, friends fade, trust gets tired Pain hits like iron, not the kind you can see
A weight in the chest, midnight battle, one on me I lace up my armor, breastplate of belief
Helmet of conviction, prayer threaded like a sheath Chains clink in the rafters, whisper script of fear
But I learned to speak louder till the truth could hear Hands to the sky at the witching hour
Counting out the moments, summoning the power Who am I, a soldier?
Spiritual warfare, I stand, I fight, I rise Through the midnight battles, through the hollow lies
Lost in the mental noise, trying to find my voice Spiritual warfare, I stand, I fight, I rise
Enemies doubt, envy, silence, self-betrayal They plant barrages on my path, trying to derail
Faces clash like hail on a tin roof, heavy, precise Each thought is sharpened, trapped, no god has sacrificed the vice
I keep a map of scars, constellations on my skin Every mark a lesson, every fall another
When no phoenix flights, but I root deeper than the storm I am rooted oak, dug in, watch me transform
Prayer like percussion, heartbeat to the beat I'm marching midnight with my shadow at my feet
Chains break like glass when the light hits the steam Armored not for show, it's threaded with the dream
Kneeling, the dark voice plus the stillness Counting every victory, I'm learning the illness
Why you fight, to live free Spiritual warfare, I stand, I fight, I rise
Hear the chorus of the saved, baptize the skies Lost in the mental noise, but I'm clear in the decoys
Spiritual warfare, I stand, I fight, I rise
Listen, when the whispers come dressed as truth It's a trick, they'll sell you fear in small doses
Make the clock tick slow, but the midnight hour Taught me geometry of courage
How angles of small faith can break wide a fortress Chains on the floor, break, night in my bones
Fade, voice in my head, quiet, hands to the sky Rise, I trade the hollow for grenade of clarity
By prayer, I detonate the fog, reclaim my pretty The night seed, water with hands
Spiritual warfare, I stand, I fight, I rise Hear the chorus of the saved, baptize the skies
Lost in the mental noise, but I'm clear in the decoys Spiritual warfare, I stand, I fight, I rise
I stand, I fight, I rise
