“Born of Broken Glass”

I was the echo in the dark,

a whisper trapped behind the scars.

They built my soul from pain and fear,

and left me bleeding, shattered, here.

Every scream became my prayer,

every wound a cross to bear.

They tried to break what can’t be killed —

now I rise, I’m iron-willed.

Silence burns inside my chest,

the child you broke will never rest.

I was born of broken glass,

from the ashes, I surpass.

You can cut me, you can tear —

I’ll still be standing there.

I am more than what you made,

a soul reborn from what decayed.

I was born of broken glass —

and I will never break again.

You fed me lies, I fed the flame,

you carved your truth into my name.

Now all your ghosts are haunting me,

but I’ve learned pain is how I breathe.

The mirror shows a stranger’s eyes,

but I see strength beneath disguise.

You took my voice, I took it back —

I am the fire you can’t attack.

Every scar’s a crown I wear,

proof I survived what wasn’t fair.

I was born of broken glass,

from the ashes, I surpass.

You can cut me, you can tear —

I’ll still be standing there.

I am more than what you made,

a soul reborn from what decayed.

I was born of broken glass —

and I will never break again.

(screamed)

Burn the cage!

Tear the chains!

I am the child you couldn’t tame!

No more fear — no more shame!

I am reborn through the flame!

(clean vocal over heavy riff)

I faced the dark — and it faced me.

Now I am what I was meant to be.

Blood and sorrow, bone and sin —

every fall, I rise again!

You can’t destroy what’s made from pain —

the broken child remains!

I was born of broken glass,

from the ashes, I surpass.

You can wound me, you can hate —

but I control my fate.

I am more than what you made,

your memory will fade.

I was born of broken glass —

and I will never break again!

The rain still falls upon my skin…

but I’m alive —

and I begin.