Cinders of Grace - Aetheron
From sparks and ash to the sky of flame
Where all our dreams we've fell in chain
Built towering hope on fractured stone
Love betrayed and stood alone
We are the fire
We are the flood
Saviors masked in crimson blood
Hearts like hammers
Souls that scream
Walking the edge of a broken dream
Books and bonds, stones and thorns
Truth twisted into holy wars
Heads that heal, fists that scar
Every wound tells us who we are
Rise from the ruins
Fall into grace
We are both the curse and cure
A shadow wearing a human face
Through every age we chase the light
Even as we blur wrong and right
Born to change, born to try
Born to break and still ask why
We are the fire
We are the flood
Hope reborn through tears and mud
Scars that shine
Beneath the pain
Still we walk through ash and rain