Oh,
yeah.
Oh.
Spit.
Claw marks on the walls of sin.
A place I swore I'd never been.
Rise from the rubble, rise again.
Through the fire,
through the pain.
Every scar, a story, carved in skin.
The price.
Redemption.
The wind.
Chains rattled on the ground.
Shattered pieces all around.
Eyes locked on the burning sun.
The fight ain't over, it's just begun.
No turning back, no way to fall.
The heart beats loud, the soul runs cold.
Rise from the rubble, rise again.
Through the fire, through the pain.
Every scar, a story, carved in skin.
Redemption's the price.
Redemption's the wind.
The
past
won't own the life I make.
Tear down the walls till they quake.
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