[Verse 1] Fightin’ all the pain I ever felt Battle with mistakes from the past, with the devil in my shell Fire in my wings, still cracked, I’ve been flyin’ out of Hell Just to be there for you [Chorus] Fightin’ all the pain I ever felt Battle with mistakes from the past, with the devil in my shell Fire in my wings, still cracked, I’ve been flyin’ out of Hell Just to be there for you [Verse 2] Through the smoke — furnace-born, unbroken, Every fracture a verse with scripture unspoken. In despair’s forge, tempered and tested, Every scar is a sentence still being contested. Cut rust from the chain; dropped weight in the pit, Spine forged from the firestorms lit. Labyrinth of darkness — mapped the lines by tone, Carbon-pressed heart into diamond-cut stone. Embers breathed deep — chronicles in bone, Shadows count debts that they refuse to atone. Venom in veins, fangs they aim to derail the growth, Thread through that toxin toward timeless oaths. Code etched deep in the marrow when the bone won’t yield, Steel in the will till the debris hill kneels. Through fire, through rain, through wreckage hot-cold, Purpose keeps rising where tempests lose hold. [Verse 3] Makin’ it through the struggle and the pain I could barely get up, I’m surprised I could even stand I survived through the fire, through the rain I survived for you I’m hopin’ I could fly again I’m hopin’ I could fly again I’m hopin’ I could fly again [Chorus] Fightin’ all the pain I ever felt Battle with mistakes from the past, with the devil in my shell Fire in my wings, still cracked, I’ve been flyin’ out of Hell Just to be there for you [Bridge] Cold air, hot coal—breath holds, heat grows. Glass breaks, sky wakes—light threads through the blows. Falls taught height; height taught truth on cue. Every mile burned etched a vow straight through. [Verse 4] Pulse under pressure — ignition with or without friction, Precision in vision, incision in diction, ascend with intention. Storms fold quiet into tempered sails, Names carved deep in the bone of gales. Devils in shells try to cleave the sky, Shells break clean — let the facades die. Blaze through brimstone, breaking barricades, battering bones, backlash bends but the path stays trackstone, Past polar zones where frost-fangs fight bone, vast unknowns that no map could own. Grind through the gale, through the grit, through the ghost of the graveyard’s grasp, grasping at glass in the gust till the ground gives way — never bow, never break, never bend when the blade in the breath tries bite through bone, blaze back, burn bright in the black till the blindfolds fray. Rise through the rift, through the roar, through the rain when it rakes like a wrack in the ribs, rip rage from the wreckage and wring it to will, fly over through the ridge where the rivers all spill. Crash through the cold with the crown still clamped, climb past claws that collapse on the climb till the clouds turn clear and the course stays mapped. Sky-split arcs in a flame-vein flightpath, fight past fear when the night tries bite back, Time-lapse strike in the breach, skyline shiver, shadow shrink, sideline slither, shards in the wind but the wings won’t wither. Crosswind cuts — the gust won’t ground this, crown forged high in the fire that found this, Sound bleeds loud through the clouds that hound this, vows locked deep in the heights around this. Stormforge core where the lore stays written, war-born form in the forge still smitten, Wings stay welded when the weight weighs different, sight rises through light-streak seams, never dimmin’, Climbin’ high height burns fuels true to the engine of dreams, flight cuts through a devil’s hell, one at a time — no ceiling, with steam. [Chorus] Fightin’ all the pain I ever felt Battle with mistakes from the past, with the devil in my shell Fire in my wings, still cracked, I’ve been flyin’ out of Hell Just to be there for you [Outro] I’m hopin’ I could fly again I’m hopin’ I could fly again I’m hopin’ I could fly again
