

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Woke up on a tavern floor Rust on my mail Taste of war Old scars tight as a gauntlet’s grip Hands still shake when I flex this fist They said I swung before I could speak All iron Little thought Too proud Too weak But you found me there beside the fire Called me "friend" instead of "hire" [Chorus] This is my path Steel and second chances Blood on my hands You still take my hand I swing for you when my own courage falters Raise my shield till my cracked knuckles bleed If I stand Then we stand That's the only strength I need [Verse 2] You With your book full of burning stars You With your god and your stubborn heart You Laughing loud Knives up your sleeve How did a blade like me learn to breathe? Every fall I count my sins Every win I think it’s them But when the charge hits like a storm Your voices pull me back to form [Chorus] This is my path Steel and second chances Blood on my hands You still take my hand I swing for you when my own courage falters Raise my shield till my cracked knuckles bleed If I stand Then we stand That's the only strength I need [Bridge] I was just weight Metal and hate Now I’m your wall I’m your last mistake (hey!) If I go down Drag me to my knees I’ll rise again On your belief [Chorus] This is our path Scars and second chances Blood on our hands We still join our hands I swing for you when my own courage falters You hold the line when my heartbeat speeds If we stand Then we stand That’s the only strength we need (oh-oh) If we stand Then we stand That’s the only strength we need
Tags
Cinematic folk-rock with male vocals; fingerpicked acoustic guitar under verse storytelling, then tom-driven, halftime groove for the chorus. Warm upright bass and fiddle double key melodies, electric guitar swells in the bridge. Vocal stacks enter on the title line for an anthemic lift, light gang chants from the “party” in final chorus.
3:42
No
4/6/2026