At the center of my heart there sits a throne
That the rightful occupant's not always free to call His own
For how can I give the King His place of worth above all else
When I spend my time striving to place the crown upon myself?
Battle cry, to engage
For the war, set the stage
And the armies march and kings arise
For the choice, time has come
Mine or Thy will be done?
And the pain reflects in holy eyes
For the will to obey
From the night to the day
And the seasons change and rulers die
Not of flesh, not of men
Wage the war deep within
On and on it rages undenied
I take my crown and cast it down
Castles burning
Castles burning
Learn to grow, grow to be
A flesh and blood Theocracy
To take the loss and bear the cross
Raise the Kingdom
Raise the Kingdom
Burn away all I've been
To resurrect Theocracy within
And the would-be rulers of my heart that I place upon the throne
Each lead the kingdom of my life to ruin
To bring every thought into submission, to tear the idols down
Is to break the chainsm, to rearrange, to give the King His crown
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Father, use me to be Your hands down here
A mirror to reflect Your glory into hurting eyes
And let me see the world with vision clear
And not through selfishness and lies
For if I am consumed with my own cares
What right have I to speak the words "Thy kingdom come"?
And if I am consumed with my own will.
What right to pray "Thy will be done"?
As all around me I see bleeding souls
Please give me strength to never pass them idly by
And as the angry stormclouds start to roll,
May they see comfort in my eyes
For just as you are full of mercy and love
The same to others you have called me to be
And by the covenant of grace above and below
Within our souls: Theocracy
(Repeat Chorus)