From dust we rise, eyes fixed on light, Through shadows we stride, vision burning bright. Not just a crowd—a kingdom in stride, Faith pulsing strong like an endless tide. All thrones will crumble, all echoes fade, But love endures where the Word was made. We move to a rhythm the world can't trace, Breath from the dawn fills the empty space. Stardust frame, but unbreakable base, Faith-forged steel that no fire can erase. Maker's will—not a grind or a race, Soulfire steady, keeps us in place. We tread where the Word slices sharp like a blade, Calm in the storm, in perfect cascade. No crowns we claim, just purpose unchained, Heartstrings tied where true power remains. Mercy frees us, no glory attained, Roots grip earth while our spirits unrestrained. Choices are seeds—plant nothing but true, World's the field, harvest breaking through. Clay in the hands of the Master's design, We bend to the blueprint, our steps align. We rise when the Spirit says move—no fear in the groove, One voice, one flame, one truth we prove. We rise when the Spirit commands—the proof in the move, Love's the law, higher rule we approve. Seen cold stones spark with a single breath, Silence roar life, cheat the jaws of death. Firm through the gale—no theft, no regret, Soul-truth's the treasure that time can't forget. Build bridges of grace, not towers of stone, Divine spark gleams in the face unknown. Faith over flash, in the grind we atone, March through the mist, claim the race as our own. Greed hollers loud—we reply with release, Shadows expand, but our prayers increase. Lamps fueled full till the summons decrease, Will's the blade, obedience the feast. We rise when the Spirit says move—no fear in the groove, One voice, one flame, one truth we prove (we prove!). We rise when the Spirit commands—the proof in the move, Love's the law, higher rule we approve (approve!). Late hour falls, noise melts to hush, Standing in stillness where the Presence will rush. No spotlight hunt—just a burden to bear, Will done true, and the grace everywhere. One body from dust through the breaking dawn, Word still breathes—fire forever drawn.
