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