Intro – low guitar grind, heavy drum pulse)
Yeah…
I’ve been knocked down — but not knocked out.
You hear me?
Still standing. Still called.
(Verse 1 – gritty, steady drive)
Road got rough, yeah I’ve felt the strain,
Dust on my boots, blood in the rain.
Took some hits, made some wrong turns,
Lessons carved where the fire burns.
I ain’t perfect — never claimed to be,
But the call on my life still calling me.
Stumbled hard, but I found my feet,
Purpose don’t bow to defeat.
Every scar got a story to tell,
Every fall just broke a shell.
What tried to crush me built my frame,
Pressure don’t cancel destiny’s name.
(Pre-Chorus – rising tension)
They said slow down — I sped up.
They said give in — I stood up.
The storm came hard — I didn’t sway,
I was made for more than an easy way.
(Chorus – big, driving, anthem feel)
I won’t let hardship steal my fire,
Won’t let missteps choke desire.
I was called before the doubt,
Before the fear tried to count me out.
Setback ain’t the final word,
Failure ain’t what Heaven heard.
I rise again — come what may,
Nothing deters what God set in play.
(Verse 2 – deeper, resolute)
Yeah I’ve questioned, yeah I’ve prayed,
Walked through nights where hope felt frayed.
Carried weight no one could see,
Still the whisper said, “Follow Me.”
Some doors closed — I didn’t break,
Just cleared the path I’m meant to take.
Wrong moves taught me how to see,
Refined the man I’m meant to be.
This calling runs too deep inside,
Not surface-level, not just pride.
It’s carved in bone, it’s wired in soul,
Storm can shake but can’t control.
(Bridge – stripped down, intense)
I’m not finished.
Not fading.
Not folding under pressure.
The grind don’t scare me.
The fall don’t end me.
The fire just forges me better.
(Chorus – bigger, heavier)
I won’t let hardship steal my fire,
Won’t let regret rewrite desire.
I was chosen in the struggle’s flame,
Tested, tempered — still the same.
No detour kills what’s meant to be,
No misstep robs destiny.
I rise again — steady and strong,
Still on mission. Still moving on.
(Outro – steady, grounded resolve)
Scars on my hands.
Call in my chest.
Tried and tested — still blessed.
If I fall? I stand.
If I break? I mend.
This road ain’t easy — but I don’t bend.
Hardship came — I didn’t sway.
The calling’s louder every day.
Undeterred.
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