[Cold Open] [Spoken Vocals] Funny thing about ghosts. You don't have to believe in them. Just keep feeding them. [Main Riff] [Verse 1] Walked too far to remember the ROAD, one good eye and a heart gone COLD. Kept one name buried under my TONGUE, chasing an ending that never would COME. Years put iron where mercy had BEEN. Got real good at surviving— from what was forged deep WITHIN. See, I thought if I found it, faced it, put the whole damn thing in the GROUND— I'd hear something. Feel something. Anything. Instead? Nothing makes a hell of a SOUND. [Pre-Chorus] So what now? When the war is done but the wound still wants to FIGHT? There's a pulse under all these scars. Maybe that's enough TONIGHT. [Chorus] Let them find me standing when the fire CLEARS! One heartbeat louder than a thousand years of FEAR! If everything I've built comes crashing through my HANDS— I'll carry what remains of me AND RISE AGAIN! No prophecy! No saving HAND! Just these feet beneath me and the strength to make them STAND! When the sky comes down— I'll be standing! [Verse 2] Ever get exactly what you thought you WANTED? Hold it in your hands and feel absolutely HAUNTED? Yeah. That's funny. Spent years making anger pay the rent in my HEAD, setting two places for me and the DEAD. Called it purpose. Called it DRIVE. Anything sounds noble if it keeps you ALIVE. But there's a point where the armor stops keeping things out— starts keeping you IN. And I— ... I think I'm done calling that a WIN. So let the old rage starve. Let the finish line RUN. I'm tired of carrying battles that already WON. Tired of being reviled for things that had to be DONE. [Chorus] Let them find me standing— Still here. When the fire clears! One heartbeat louder— than a thousand years of fear! If everything I've built comes crashing through my hands— I'll carry what remains of me AND RISE AGAIN, AGAIN, AGAIN! [Breakdown] I won't worship the wound. Won't make pain my NAME. There's a difference between carrying fire— and feeding the FLAME. Take the title. Take the PLAN. Take every comfortable answer for exactly who I AM. Go ahead. Strip it CLEAN. Leave nothing but the part of me that nobody else can SEE. Check the pulse. Still there? Good. Then we're not done. [Bridge] What happens when nobody's chasing you? When the room goes quiet and nothing comes through? I've slept with my fists closed long enough to forget— peace doesn't always mean something's coming next. [Brief Instrumental Gap] Maybe I can leave the door unlocked tonight. Maybe every shadow doesn't need a fight. I don't know what comes after this. Good. For once— I don't need to. [Spoken] Still breathing? Still breathing? Still breathing? Then move. [Final Chorus] LET THEM FIND ME STANDING— WHEN THE FIRE CLEARS! No ghost. No crown. Nothing left to prove here. ONE HEARTBEAT LOUDER— THAN EVERY VOICE THAT FED THE FEAR! Let it hurt. Let it pass. Just don't build a home here. Take the road beneath me! Take the certainty I had! If it all comes apart, I'll work with what I have. NO PROPHECY! NO PERFECT END! If the ground gives way— I'LL LEARN TO LAND AGAIN! WHEN THE SKY COMES DOWN— LET IT FALL! I'll be standing! Despite it all, all, all... [Outro] [Spoken Vocals] Not because I can't be broken. Broken isn't finished.
