Destructions of My Own (Still Standing) [Intro - Heavy acoustic guitar strumming, brooding minor-key cello, slow thumping kick drum] [Verse 1] Now here I am with destruction of my own, Trapped in my thoughts with my mind half gone. Haunted by decisions and mistakes that I have made, Suspended by time as my life begins to fade. Confusion and loneliness is all I’ve ever known, Caught in a lifestyle where I never did belong. Always protecting and defending every deed, Now I pay the heavy price for living in the greed. [Pre-Chorus] Reaping the harvest of the bitter seeds I’ve sown, Walking down this broken road, abandoned and alone. Looking at the wreckage of the castles made of sand, Crying out for mercy just to find a helping hand. [Chorus] Abandoned by everyone, the destruction of my own, Paying for the choices on this highway made of stone. Separated by society and regrets of the past, Forgotten in the shadows and marked as an outcast! Yet deep inside the valley where the night is cold and long, A spark of holy hope remains to make the spirit strong. Through the ruins and the ashes of the battle in my soul, I am Still Standing till His mercy makes me whole! [Verse 2] Imprisoned by the darkness and considered as a slave, Walking through the silence like a man beside his grave. Suppressed by high society as my life just fades away, Counting down the hours in the quiet of the day. Branded by my anger with no one to confide, My heart is growing darker from the years I have to hide. Now I am judged by the world and all its wrongs, A product of society where sorrow still belongs. [Pre-Chorus] Abandoned by everyone, the destruction of my own, Reaping all the sorrow that my youthful hands had sown. The chains are wrapped around me, but the fire in my chest Refuses to surrender till my spirit finds its rest! [Chorus] Abandoned by everyone, the destruction of my own, Paying for the choices on this highway made of stone. Separated by society and regrets of the past, Forgotten in the shadows and marked as an outcast! Yet deep inside the valley where the night is cold and long, A spark of holy hope remains to make the spirit strong. Through the ruins and the ashes of the battle in my soul, I am Still Standing till His mercy makes me whole! [Bridge] They wrote me off as broken, said my life was at an end, A casualty of warfare with no power to defend. But grace reached past the iron bars, the concrete, and the shame, Called me from the graveyard and He gave my soul a name! The ruins that I built cannot defeat the Master’s plan— From destruction to redemption, I will rise and I will stand! [Guitar Solo - Gritty, emotional blues-rock guitar build with soaring bends] [Chorus] Abandoned by everyone, the destruction of my own, Paying for the choices on this highway made of stone. Separated by society and regrets of the past, Forgotten in the shadows and marked as an outcast! Yet deep inside the valley where the night is cold and long, A spark of holy hope remains to make the spirit strong. Through the ruins and the ashes of the battle in my soul, I am Still Standing till His mercy makes me whole! [Outro] Destruction of my own... Turned into a testimony. Rising from the ashes... No longer an outcast. Still Standing. (Distorted guitar fades out over a single acoustic strum)
