I'm in shambles Blown to bits by our troubles These brambles Our stumbling's, our struggles Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra! And it's a forced march And I'm parched in denial And it's a struggle Of faith and of fire Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra! Walking we are caught by tiny hooks that hold our hope Our skin may be scratched but nothing holds us back Walking we are caught by tiny hooks that hold our hope Our skin may be scratched but nothing holds us back I will be brave, I will be brave My body may change But my spirit will stay, I will be brave Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra! I'm in shambles Blown to bits by our troubles These brambles Our stumblings, our struggles Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra! Thorns! Over thorns! Through this trouble, we are born!