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[Кіріспе] Ash gathers where the altar cracked A red horizon pulling daylight back [Куплет 1] You carved my name beneath the iron door Then swore the wound would open nevermore I taste the dust of every vow you burned I count the lessons no one else has learned [Алдынғы қайырма] Still, i rise with a match in my hand Still, i stand where the ruins began [Қайырма] I will not kneel to the shape you made I will not sleep in the grave you gave Through every bell and every broken blade I carry the fire you tried to take [Куплет 2] The chapel floor is slick with winter rain Your paper saints are floating down the drain A rusted crown lies buried in the yard I leave it there; forgiveness came too hard [Алдынғы қайырма] Still, i rise with a match in my hand Still, i stand where the ruins began [Қайырма] I will not kneel to the shape you made I will not sleep in the grave you gave Through every bell and every broken blade I carry the fire you tried to take [Брейкдаун] Bring the walls down Let the dead air out No more chains No more borrowed shame Bring the walls down Hear the foundations pound If i fall I return twice as loud [Көпір] There is a pulse beneath the stone A stubborn heart i call my own The night can dress itself in black But it cannot make me turn back [Guitar solo] [Final chorus] I will not kneel to the shape you made I will not sleep in the grave you gave Through every bell and every broken blade I carry the fire you tried to take [Аутро] Ash gathers, but i remain A living mark beneath the rain
