Rise From Your Ruin

Verse One 

Strike the match, lite the fuse
You are no longer my muse 
No mercy, No grace 
You will never win this race 
Your head tilt, can’t cover your guilt 
My bloods spilt, now i’ve rebuilt 

Chorus 
I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game
I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game

Verse two
Burn it up, tear it down 
I know how you won your crown 
No funeral, no grave 
You thought you were so brave 
Your empty stare, just a sad glare 
My image tarnished, your character perished.  

Chorus 
I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game
I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game

 Verse three 

Swallow hard, throw it up 
Your morals corrupt 
No angel, no demons 
Just your pathetic reasons… 

You convinced yourself I was the one who was wrong… any excuse you needed so he wouldn’t say so long. 

Chorus 
I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game
I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game

I will rise… from your ruin…
Your endless shame…
Your psychotic game
I will rise… from your ruin…

rock, hard rock, alternative rock, male