Reborn to Rise

He’s standing at the edge of the night,

A shadow of his former light.

Broken pieces at his feet,

But in his heart, a fierce beat.

Left with nothing but the scars,

Lost in the echoes of broken bars.

Every fall, a lesson, a sign,

Now he’s rising, soul’s redesigned.

Time to gather what remains,

Rebuild from endless strains.

Prove to the world, prove to himself,

He’s the one who rises, no one else.

He’s the one, reborn anew,

Stronger than he ever knew.

From the ashes, he will climb,

Standing tall in his prime.

Every brick of pain he’s laid,

Turns into the future he’s made.

Nothing can hold him down,

He’s the king without a crown.

Time to gather what remains,

Rebuild from endless strains.

Prove to the world, prove to himself,

He’s the one who rises, no one else.

He’s the one, reborn anew,

Stronger than he ever knew.

From the ashes, he will climb,

Standing tall in his prime.

Through the dark, through the storm,

He’s found where he belongs.

With each step, he’s reclaimed his name,

Light within him, burning flame.

Now he’s standing, proud and free,

The man he’s destined to be.

Left with nothing, now he’s won,

Proof he’s the one, he’s the one.