We are the broken, we are the scarred, but we are the fire- and we carry on. From silence and ashes, from hunger and pain, we rise as a chorus, we rise again. Worked to the bone, hearts stretched thin, families fading, yet we begin. The nights are heavy, the struggle is long, but side by side, We're still strong. No crowns! No chains! WE ARE THE ASHES, WE ARE THE FLAME! BURNT ICONS RISE, WE WON’T BE TAMED! NO GODS ABOVE US, NO CHAINS REMAIN! WE SING TOGETHER, WE BREAK THEIR NAMES! Dreams once stolen, we claim tonight. In smoke and ruin, we hold the light. Through shattered idols, through scars and strain, we find each other, we break the chain. No crowns! No chains! WE ARE THE ASHES, WE ARE THE FLAME! BURNT ICONS RISE, WE WON’T BE TAMED! NO GODS ABOVE US, NO CHAINS REMAIN! OUR VOICES RISE, WE BREAK THEIR CHAINS! We carry each other! We lift one another! No fear, no silence! No gods, no idols! Our voices forever! No chains remain! WE ARE THE ASHES, WE ARE THE FLAME! BURNT ICONS RISE, WE WON’T BE TAMED! NO GODS ABOVE US, NO CHAINS REMAIN! OUR VOICES ERUPT, WE BREAK THEIR NAMES! No gods. No chains. No idols left to “save.” Only we remain. We’re worth more than they give us credit for.
