[Intro – Spoken, low and reflective] I came from ash and rain and shattered bones, But grace don’t grow unless it's crushed by stones... [Verse 1 - Bass kicks in and vocals become heavier and more aggressive] They told me I was nothin' but a ghost, A name forgot, a whisper on the coast. I slept in rooms where even hope would fade, And prayed to God beneath a window shade. My hands were torn from climbin' broken walls, The nights were cold — I heard no heaven’s calls. But still I rose, with dirt beneath my nails, A mustard seed surviving in the gales. They mocked my faith, said dreams don’t pay the rent, But I had Psalms wrapped tight around my scent. I bled through verses, armored up in truth, My wounds were sermons, every scar was proof. [Chorus – Strong and uplifted, vocals change a bit to match the excitement] I rose up from the rubble and the flame, With every loss, He carved into my name. No grave can hold the fire in my chest, I walk through storms and call the thunder blessed. Chains broke, now I run with holy stride — Can’t kill a man who’s got the Lord inside. I’m built from pain, from trials, dirt, and dust — But faith’s a sword, and rise again I must. [Verse 2 - bass hits hard as vocals again become aggressive, instruments play in background in perfect rhythm with bass beats] The devil danced on every step I took, He wrote my flaws in red inside his book. But I ain’t bowed, I stared that serpent down, And wore my thorns just like a rebel’s crown. I heard the lies, they echoed in my chest, "You’re born to lose, you’ll never know the rest." But rest was writ in Hebrews, chapter four, So I pressed on till Heaven cracked the floor. I built my life from cinders, sweat, and prayer, With mercy sewn like threads through every tear. The Word became my fire in the pit, And when I fell, I used the fall to lift. [Chorus – Even bigger and more triumphant, bass beats pick up in tempo] I rose up from the rubble and the flame, With every loss, He carved into my name. No grave can hold the fire in my chest, I walk through storms and call the thunder blessed. Chains broke, now I run with holy stride — Can’t kill a man who’s got the Lord inside. I’m built from pain, from trials, dirt, and dust — But faith’s a sword, and rise again I must. [Bridge – Spoken and intense, with echo effects, tempo slows] When all you see is ruin, Look for roots. When all you hear is silence, Listen close. The stone they cast aside became the base — So I became the echo of His grace. [Final Chorus – Slower start, then full power with bass and instruments] I rose up from the rubble and the flame, With every loss, He carved into my name. No grave can hold the fire in my chest, I walk through storms and call the thunder blessed. Chains broke, now I run with holy stride — Can’t kill a man who’s got the Lord inside. I’m built from pain, from trials, dirt, and dust — But faith’s a sword, and rise again I must. [Outro – Fading with layered vocals and soft beat] Rising... from the rubble... [in background] Faith ain't fragile, it's forged Rising... from the flame... [in background] This soul don't break, it burns...
