Digging My Way to Hell

Digging my way, oh, digging my way,

To a place where the shadows play.

Each stone I lift, another breath I take,

With every heartbeat, I feel awake.

The ground is cold, but my fire burns bright,

Day by day, I fight through the night.

With rays of hope shining through the dark,

I'm tracing paths, igniting the spark.

Through grit and grime, I’m carving my fate,

With every step, I won’t hesitate.

I'm digging my way to hell,

With every story, a new tale to tell.

Rays of light guide me along this trail,

Day by day, I prevail.

With waves of doubt crashing like a storm,

I stand my ground, I refuse to conform.

With every wall built up so high,

I find my strength, I will not comply.

With baying winds whispering my name,

I’ll carry on, igniting the flame.

Through struggles, losses, and broken dreams,

I rise again, or so it seems.

I'm digging my way to hell,

With every story, a new tale to tell.

Rays of light guide me along this trail,

Day by day, I prevail.

So here I stand, unbroken, unbowed,

Embracing the thunder, facing the crowd.

With every heartbeat echoing in my soul,

I’ll carve my path, make myself whole.

Digging my way, oh, digging my way,

To the light that redeems the dismay.

With ray and bey, I’ll rise and fly,

From the ashes, a phoenix in the sky.