This single is a rethinking of a mystical Truth that reflects the multi-faceted perspective of the Christian Mysticism and Grace that is breaking forth through as the global spiritual awakening movement called 'Deconstruction' / 'Reconstruction'.
Enjoy and renew your view!
The War Within - P-Arthism
(Verse 1:)
In the quiet of the soul, the battle lines are drawn,
Not with demons, but the thoughts that lead us from the dawn.
A war of mind, a shift from fear to truth’s embrace,
To walk in faith, not by the Law, but anchored in His grace.
(Chorus:)
The good fight’s not with shadows, but to hold what’s true,
To rest in Grace’s victory, where Love renews the view.
It’s standing in our sonship, though storms may test our Peace,
The war is won by trusting— His reign will never cease.
(Verse 2:)
No need to strive in fury, no chains of old to bear,
For Christ has torn the veil, and lifted every snare.
The enemy’s not flesh— it’s pride that wears a crown,
Religion’s empty rituals that try to pull us down.
(Chorus:)
The good fight’s not with shadows, but to hold what’s true,
To rest in Grace’s victory, where Love renews the view.
It’s standing in our sonship, though storms may test our Peace,
The war is won by trusting— His reign will never cease.
(Verse 2:)
No need to strive in fury, no chains of old to bear,
For Christ has torn the veil, and lifted every snare.
The enemy’s not flesh— it’s pride that wears a crown,
Religion’s empty rituals that try to pull us down.
(Bridge:)
Rejoice! The King is near, let worry fade away,
In gratitude, surrender—His peace will lead the Way.
For faith and hope and love remain when battles lose their sound,
But greatest is the love that roots us where true Rest is found.
(Verse 3:)
The fight is not for glory, but to dwell in Love’s pure light,
To live as heirs of freedom, not slaves to endless night.
For wars within the mind dissolve where Grace has made its home,
And victory’s the rhythm of a heart that’s fully known.
(Outro:)
So let the old minds crumble, let fear dissolve like sand,
We fight to stay in Union, held by the Father’s hand.
For in the war of worship, the triumph’s in our gaze—
Fixed on the One who finished all, the Author of our days.
(Lyrics © Peter Parthoens)