Fist to the dirt, bleeding knuckles raw
Every step like dragging chains on broken stone
Eyes up skyward,
but the clouds don't care No signs,
no light,
just the grind and the tear
I've fell too far to see the sun But I'm not done,
I'm not done
Rise and burn, break the cold, take the fire,
take the hold I've been down, but I'm not gone
Rise and burn,
I'll carry on
No sound, just the roar
of what I can't keep
Scars on my hands
from gripping the steel
Truth is a wound,
but the pain makes it real Rise and burn,
break the cold, take the fire,
take the hold I've been down, but I'm not gone
I built my walls with every scream Tore them down with broken dreams
Every brick,
a story told Every scar,
a piece of gold