الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Stumble from the ashes
Lost enigmas in the dust
I cannot remember
Though they tell me that I must
Sky is torn asunder
Fear that breaks the brave
Will not drag me under
Climb out of the grave
Maker’s sign or false divine
This mark of worth I wear
Hardened are these fateful scars I bear
Stand side by side
Carry all as one
We can bear this weight
Stand side by side
We won’t come undone
For the hands that will carry us home are
Touched by fate
Hold on
Hold on to what you strive for
Hold on
Hold on to what you fight for
Hope
Get up and fight...
BREAK
Through the fade or leafy shade
Or scorching desert sands
