From the day I was born nothing was given
I used to bleed just to feel alive
All I wanted was to reach the sky
They tried to k** my soul and bury my mind
There is no god here
These fists are made of blood
It feels like walking through broken gla**
Every time I take a step, inside your temple of lies
Rise, rise, rise from all your sickness
This blood is real, these scars run deep, it’s d**h before dishonor
This blood is real, these scars run deep, it’s d**h before dishonor
It’s a sign inside us, that shelters emotions, defies oppression
From the day I was born nothing was given
I used to bleed just to feel alive
All I wanted was to reach the sky
They tried to k** my soul and bury my mind
Real blood, real scars, real life