The ground gives way, the sky falls low

A thousand cracks beneath the blow

But shadows learn to taste the light

When fists uncurl and hold on tight

No map, no name, no shallow grave

Can chain the step that dares to brave

We rise through the ruins, stand on the scars

Digging for fire from who we are

One breath, one push, one broken vow

We’ve never been the ones to stay down now

The fall’s a language, hard and real

It teaches bones the way to heal

No final bell, no counted loss

Just bleeding palms that climb across

You fold the storm into your chest

You turn the losing to a test

And when the silence screams your name

You answer back the same

We rise through the ruins, stand on the scars

Digging for fire from who we are

One breath, one push, one broken vow

We’ve never been the ones to stay down now

…we stay down now…

…no.

…we rise again.