From the dust we remember

We were born inside the echo Before the words had any weight Before the names were written Before the fall became our fate We walked the lines they left behind Like footprints carved in sand Every truth was half a warning Every promise, half a hand We learned the art of silence Before we learned to pray They told us who to kneel for They told us who to blame They dressed the fear in gold And taught us how to say its name But something in the fire Still whispered who we are From the dust we remember What the crown tried to erase All the blood, all the embers All the ghosts we couldn’t save We don’t rise for the answer We rise to feel the flame From the dust we remember We were never meant to stay We watched empires turn to rumors Watched the altar crack and bend Every god became a question Every end became a friend If the past is just a mirror Then we broke it with our hands Say it loud Say it now Before the silence learns our sound From the dust we remember Every name they tried to burn If the throne was built on ashes Then it’s ashes we return We don’t kneel for forever We don’t beg to be saved From the dust we remember We were born to walk away If the cost of truth is exile Let them seal the gate I would rather lose the kingdom Than forget the weight From the dust we remember What the sword could never kill Every scar became a symbol Every wound a force of will From the dust we remember Not the crown, not the throne But the fire we carried home From the dust we remember And we leave the past unnamed We remember… And we walk on