(Verse 1 – Liliana)
I walked a road of fear and stone,
through gates carved out of ancient pain.
Found you standing torn and hollow,
still chained to memories that remained.
Your eyes — a blade against my skin,
all rage and wounds that never sleep.
You fought the ghosts that lived inside you,
too blind to see the one you’d keep.
(Refrain 1 – All)
We wear chains made of blood,
scars the world will never know.
But from the shadows grows courage,
even when the night feels cold.
We were property, dust in their game,
but we’re burning — we’re burning —
we’re burning just the same.
(Verse 2 – Shira)
I was nothing but a number,
a whisper lost in iron walls.
Learned to fight without a heartbeat,
learned to rise each time I’d fall.
Then came a lion full of fire,
said: “You are more than what they’ve done.”
But freedom cuts you just as deeply —
a fragile hope you can’t outrun.
(Pre-Chorus – Shira & Kael)
I tried to flee, I tried to stay,
fear held me down like frozen steel.
He held me close, the world in ashes,
and whispered: “You’re more than what you feel.”
(Refrain 2 – All)
We wear chains made of blood,
scars the world will never know.
But from the shadows grows courage,
even when the night feels cold.
We were property, dust in their game,
but we’re burning — we’re burning —
we’re burning just the same.
(Verse 3 – Sarina, Kian & Ryen)
I ran through rain and narrow alleys,
through hunter’s nets and iron fear.
Two foxes stormed into my darkness,
too loud, too wild — yet still so near.
They saw the scars across my body,
the ones I swore no soul would see.
But no escape stays truly lonely
when someone chooses you to free.
(Pre-Chorus – Sarina & Kian)
I hunted shadows, lived alone,
but their footsteps echoed into mine.
And in their eyes, for just a moment,
I saw a glimpse of the divine.
(Bridge – all stories intertwine)
We were battered, broken, left for dead,
but each of us carries a spark inside.
We were prisoners walking poisoned paths,
but together now, we rise.
We’re fleeing, fighting, falling, healing —
sometimes you burn to start revealing.
(Final Chorus – epic, full group)
We wear chains made of blood,
scars the world will never know.
But from the shadows grows courage,
even when the night feels cold.
We are the voices they’ll never restrain,
and we’re burning — we’re burning —
for the fire that finally
calls us free again.
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