I rise because I die in you, the friends who break my pride,
The ones who tear my walls apart till nothing’s left to hide.
For the death of self is freedom when the heart is split in two,
And the ashes of my ego feed the love that carries you.
I rise because I die in you, in the fire that you ignite,
Where the soul is forged in brotherhood and tempered by the Light.
For the man I was is buried in the grave of who I knew—
But the man I am is living in the life I share with you.
I rise because I die in you, in the rhythm of the roar,
In the beat of ten hearts pounding like a resurrected war.
In the boogie of surrender where the broken become new—
For the King Himself comes rising when I die inside of you.
So let the song be thunder, let the joy come tearing through—
For a man is born eternal when he dies in love with you.
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