[Verse 1] The starting line is etched in dust A world of steel, a heart of trust The crowd is screaming, a hollow sound For a gilded wreath upon the ground I see the finish through the haze Beyond the reach of temporal praise Not for the flash of a camera lens Where the cycle starts and the glory ends! [Chorus] Run for the prize that never fades Through the fire and the barricades! They chase a ghost, a dying light But we own the day and we claim the night! The iron crown will turn to rust Their fragile kingdoms fall to dust Straining forward, the spirit’s roar To the golden gates of the evermore! [Verse 2] Precision strike, no wasted breath Defying gravity, defying death The discipline of a focused mind Leaving the shadows far behind Every muscle, every nerve The path is straight, it will not curve They run for vanity, they run for show I run for the truth that they’ll never know! [Chorus] Run for the prize that never fades Through the fire and the barricades! They chase a ghost, a dying light But we own the day and we claim the night! The iron crown will turn to rust Their fragile kingdoms fall to dust Straining forward, the spirit’s roar To the golden gates of the evermore! One shot. One life. The fading laurel. The bitter strife. I cast aside the weight of lead To reach the glory that lies ahead! [Outro] The finish line! The crown is mine! Endless! Timeless! Everlasting! RUN!
