Scorched earth beneath my blistered feet
Names erased where minarets once stood tall
They carved their lies in children's bones
And called it peace upon our walls
I walk through fire, but will not kneel!
Your dawn is written in every wound I seal!
Midnight raids and silenced cries
Mosques turned graves beneath false skies
Yet in my chest, a quiet roar
The seal of truth they can't ignore
I walk through fire, but will not kneel!
Your dawn is written in every wound I seal!
You thought we'd drown in your deceit?
We rise with dust on broken knees!
This age may rot, but still we wait
For the rider on the white steed's gate!
I walk through fire, but will not kneel!
Your dawn is written in every wound I seal!
The promise lives, even in ash-
Even in ash!