Born to Rise

(hm mmmm)

When the sky turns black and the thunder rolls,

When fear comes knocking at the strongest souls,

There’s a fire inside that refuses to fade,

A warrior rises when others are afraid.

The road may break you,

the night may be long,

But every scar is proof that you carried on.

You don’t need a crown,

you don’t need a name,

Just the courage to walk straight into the flame.

When the whole world tells you,

“Run away,”

Plant your feet in the ground and say...

I was born with the heart of the brave!

I’ll stand through the storm,

I will not be afraid.

Let the mountains shake,

let the heavens rain,

I’ve walked through the fire,

I can face the pain.

I may fall, but I’ll rise again,

With the strength of a thousand forgotten men.

When darkness comes, I will light the way,

I was born... With the heart of the brave!

Bravery isn’t living without any fear,

It’s hearing fear whisper and still drawing near.

It’s standing alone when the crowd disappears,

Holding your ground through the blood and the tears.

Because strength isn’t measured by battles you win,

It’s measured by how many times you begin.

So carry your scars like the marks of a king,

Every wound has a story,

every struggle has wings.

If I fall... Let me fall moving forward.

If I bleed... Let it prove that I fought.

If the world remembers one thing about me,

Let them remember... I NEVER GAVE UP!

I was born with the heart of the brave!

I’ll stand through the storm,

I will not be afraid.

Let the mountains shake,

let the heavens rain,

I’ve walked through the fire,

I can face the pain.

And when my final battle is done,

They’ll remember the warrior I became.

Not because I never knew fear...

But because fear never knew my name.

Heart of the Brave. (ahhhh)