Lyric

We’re not the heroes from the tales you’ve read

No shining crowns, no kingdoms to defend

But every mind is a blade, every word a flame

We fight in shadows, but we fight the same

Your knowledge is the sword you raise

Your thoughts the shield that takes the weight

Your strength’s the cloak that keeps you warm

Through every trial, through every storm

Cause everybody’s fighting in their own way

Carving out the light from the dark of day

With broken hands, with burning hearts

We wear our scars like battle marks

No crown, no throne, but still we stay

We’re all heroes in the games we play

The lazy ones, the dreamers lost in skies

The timid souls who tremble, yet still try

Every stumble’s a march, every doubt’s a drum

In this quiet war, we all belong

Your wisdom is the fire you keep

Your silence is the shield you need

Your body is the cloak you wear

Your courage whispers: you’re still there

Cause everybody’s fighting in their own way

Carving out the light from the dark of day

With broken hands, with burning hearts

We wear our scars like battle marks

No crown, no throne, but still we stay

We’re all heroes in the games we play

Raise your sword of thought tonight

Wrap your cloak around the fight

Every shield of faith will hold

Every heart’s a tale untold

Everybody’s fighting in their own way

Carving out the light from the dark of day

No painted hero, no perfect frame

But every soul’s a fire with a name

No crown, no throne, but still we stay

We’re all heroes in the games we play