Ashes fall in silent grace Time dissolves, we leave no trace Born of flame and fleeting breath We crawl through pain, we learn from death Shadows stretch beyond the sun Each heartbeat fades, yet we become one Spirals form in the dust of decay We rise again, though flesh must fray Through the ashes, we rise Shed the skin, open the skies Beyond the end, we redefine The soul ignites, outside of time Echoes drift where we once stood Roots and stars beneath the hood The veil is thin, the silence loud We pass through light, unchained, unbowed No grave can hold the truth we seek In death we climb, though bodies weaken Through the ashes, we rise Shed the skin, open the skies Beyond the end, we redefine The soul ignites, outside of time Eyes unblind— We see the fire inside No gods, no chains— Only the pulse of the divine We are dust / We are flame We are more / Than just a name From the soil / To the stars What we are / Is what we are Through the ashes, we rise Shed the skin, open the skies Beyond the pain, beyond the line We bloom again, outside of time In death, we don’t disappear. We transcend. We transform. We return.
