Even Death Can’T Set You Free
Manifested Dreams
5:14They threw me down, called me weak Crushed my bones, broke how I speak But from the ashes, sparks ignite And I began to shape the night They wear my crowns, they hold my swords Yet never heard my silent chords I was made in fire Not by grace or by desire Bent and burned, but never gone Every scar became my song I build for gods, they call me lame But I forge thunder without fame I was made in fire And I rise with every strike I craft what others only dream In molten dark, I light the gleam My hands are rough, my back is bent But every blow is testament They sit in halls I shaped from pain And dare to speak my name in vain I was made in fire Not by grace or by desire Bent and burned, but never gone Every scar became my song I build for gods, they call me lame But I forge thunder without fame I was made in fire And I rise with every strike I don't need their eyes to shine I don't need a throne to climb Let them laugh, let them lie I'll still shape the sky I was made in fire Crushed and cursed by my own sire But now the world wears my name In every chain, in every flame You may forget who built your might But in the forge I burn bright I was made in fire And I'll die standing in the light