Rise
Pain hits us like a bullet
Suffocating us with every few breaths we take
Hit me with rock
Poison my roots
Burn me to ashes
But like a phoenix I will rise
Rise from the crippling pain of the burning ashes around me
I will rise like the sun does every
Shoot your bullets
Try to annihilate me with every curse you have
But I will rise rise rise until the sun stops to rise
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