Burning sermons in fluorescent light Hands still shaking in the dead of night Every mirror screams the same command Clean the poison from this broken man White jihad in my blood tonight White jihad till the end of light Not a war for throne or crown Just a war to tear me down White jihad in my fractured mind Hunting every scar I hide Every prayer turns into fire White jihad takes me higher Cold wind crawling through the avenue Old regrets cut deeper than the truth I can hear the static in my veins Like a choir feeding off the pain White jihad in the hollow chest White jihad gives the soul no rest Every memory burns alive Every dream gets crucified White jihad when the silence screams White jihad tearing through my dreams Every heartbeat sounds like war And I keep coming back for more I carved my name into the bathroom wall Watched another version of me fall Broken halos hanging over bars Saints and addicts counting battle scars White jihad in the midnight rain White jihad washing through my brain No salvation left to claim Only ashes, only flames White jihad till my lungs collapse White jihad in panic attacks Every breath becomes a knife Every second feels like life And I swear the shadows know my name Every hallway whispers me insane I tried mercy, I tried grace Still the darkness wears my face White jihad, the endless climb White jihad eating me alive No white flag and no retreat Only shattered jaws and broken teeth White jihad under neon skies White jihad while the city dies Every nerve and every scar Turns me into what we are White jihad White jihad In my veins and in my scars White jihad White jihad In the smoke beneath the stars I fight myself until I disappear White jihad is all I hear Every wound becomes divine Every ruin still feels mine White jihad till the final breath White jihad dancing close to death No angels left to testify Only fire in my eyes White jihad when the world goes black White jihad and there’s no way back This is the war beneath my skin White jihad begins again
