“Gods In The Mirror” ended with the discovery that the god was inside all along. “My War Is Holy” goes further: if that is so, then the war fought inside is holy.
“War” appears here twenty-one times, “holy” fifteen. It is the lyric with the most words on the record.
Not for Money
The first lines: “This ain’t a war for money, this ain’t a war for fame / This is a holy war burning inside my veins.”
And then: “I’m not fighting for heaven, I’m not fighting for hell / I’m fighting for the man that they tried to kill.”
That line is the heart of the track. This war is not meant to conquer anyone. It is meant to save someone.
Kneeling, but Not to Them
The second verse: “They wanted me broken, quiet, on my knees / But something inside me got down on its knees to pray.”
The same gesture twice in two lines, with two different meanings: once as humiliation, once as prayer.
Only not to them: “Not to their gods, not to their rules, not to their cross / But to the fire that burns when you finally get lost.”
The Mirror That Speaks
The mirror from the previous track comes back here — and it speaks. At night every sin is confessed to it, and it answers that now the fight can begin.
And then: “So I picked up my pain like a sword made of light.”
Pain is not a wound to be healed here. It is a weapon — and a weapon made of light, not of darkness.
Crusade
The bridge: “This is my crusade… this is my confession… / This is my salvation… in my own aggression…”
The chorus: “I’m not asking for mercy… I’m taking control!” And the last one adds: “Let the heavens tremble, let the old gods fall…”
The word “my” appears here twenty-eight times — the most on the record. This war is someone’s own, and nobody else’s.
You can hear the track on Spotify, Apple Music and YouTube Music.
In the next post I will write about “Echoes Of The Damned” — about abandoned versions of the self that come back and demand a reckoning.
Thank you for being here.
Adam Smentoch Creator of the Dust Anthem project
