Lyric

Ash in my lungs

Heat on my tongue

Names on my teeth

I’m counting them

Slowly

Steel in my hands

Shake in my stance

Praying my heart

Stops screaming so loudly

Boot prints

Into rivers of ember

Every breath

Tastes like iron and fear

Shadows

Wearing faces I remember

All the ghosts

That dragged me here

If I turn back now

What am I?

If I fall right here

Let me rise

All the blood in the dirt

Spells my name in the smoke

I was forged for this hurt

I was born from the choke

This is the birth of ruin

I walk into the fire

Dress made of scars and silence

Crown made of broken wire

If everything ends in burning

Then let it end on me

I’ll stand in the heart of the storm

’Til the flames learn how to breathe

This is the birth of ruin

And I choose what it makes of me

War cries

Like a choir of thunder

Armor cracks

But I don’t fall apart

Every wound

Is a vow pulled under

Every tear

Sharpens my heart

If I break right now

Let me blaze

If I disappear

Say my name

All the ash in the air

Draws a line I can’t cross

I’m a blade in a prayer

I’m the cost of the loss

This is the birth of ruin

I walk into the fire

Dress made of scars and silence

Crown made of broken wire

If everything ends in burning

Then let it end on me

I’ll stand in the heart of the storm

’Til the flames learn how to breathe

This is the birth of ruin

And I choose what it makes of me

Raise your hands

If you’ve ever been shattered

Raise your voice

If you bled just to matter

We’re the sparks

In the dark

In the silence

We’re the ones

Teaching terror defiance

This is the birth of ruin

I walk into the fire

Dress made of scars and silence

Crown made of broken wire

If everything ends in burning

Then let it end on me

I’ll stand in the heart of the storm

’Til the flames learn how to breathe

This is the birth of ruin

And I choose what it makes of me

I choose what it makes of me