[Chorus 1: Xay Hill]
Uh, I done went to war a few times
I done went to battle with some doubt, had some long nights
You can try and get in my mind
I believe my God gon' win the battle on the front lines

[Verse 1: Kamban]
This is war, no sugar-coatin' no more
No peace makin' with evil, these saints are reborn
The flesh has been put to death, so keep faith in the storm
And keep chasing it, they know defeat's facing before 'em
And through the struggle, He's gon' pursue and love you
And when your knees buckle, man
He ain't gon doom or judge you
Then when your view gets muddy, it's time to
Pull and nudge you and you might
Get through it bloody but you gon' know true abundance
This is the New Covenant
Critics and news pundits, yeah, they want the proof buddy
But that don't produce substance and we don't elude trouble
We just push through, trudging
They won't escape nothin', we know that days coming
This is the race, run it
This is the race, run it
There ain't no way I'ma sit back and just say nothing
Hop on the stage and tell 'em, y'all gotta pray youngin'
'cause I felt the pain, but numbing it ain't the same, homie
This is the race, run it
[Chorus 2: Xay Hill]
I done went to war a few times
I done went to battle with some doubt, had some long nights
You can try and get in my mind
I believe my God gon' win the battle on the front lines
I've been through the trial and the fire
Slowly crucify all my desires, I already made up my mind
God, that I'ma lay down my life (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Verse 2: Kamban]
This is power at work, this ain't a matter of words
It's principalities, earth shattering, cowards avert
If you ain't encountered a birth, you ain't about to endure
This ain't all mountains and perks
I've been through trials and hurt but I ain't
About to revert (nope)
Back to my ways, fraudulently practicing Church
I need some actual faith
Catastrophe lurks, attack it and pray
This is the tactic of saints, I ain't goin' back to the fake
It's combat for the King
On fire like a bonfire, screamin' bonzai and I
Endure it for the empire while I
Run the race, strip the weight, never gonna run away
From the pain, gonna face it 'til I face Him on that day
(There's purpose in your pain)
I'ma tell Him 'bout my pain, I'ma tell Him how I need Him
For the heathen come to save, from the sinner to the saint
We all need aboundin' grace, ain't no reason saving face
Tell you what I gotta say
[Chorus 2: Xay Hill]
I done went to war a few times
I done went to battle with some doubt, had some long nights
You can try and get in my mind
I believe my God gon' win the battle on the front lines
I've been through the trial and the fire
Slowly crucify all my desires, I already made up my mind
God, that I'ma lay down my life (Ooh. ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)