Rise From the Dust

Hands in the fire, I don't feel the burn. Heart made of

glass but I never break. They said I'd fall,

they said I'd learn, now I'm standing tall in the way.

I hear the echoes in my head. Every doubt they ever set,

but I breathe in, I breathe out, turn the pain into my sound.

This is my moment, I rise from the dust, built from the

scars, yeah, I'm stronger than trust. When the lights

fade and the world gives up, I give it all,