Give these broken limbs the will to walk
For I will not lay down beneath thee;
Give these silenced lips the will to talk
And I will let you see inside of me.

Hear the cries of those whoever tumbled
They scream of the battles they have lost
And though in my journey I have stumbled
I go on pushing through despite the cost.

I've paid my dues and they leave me broke
I have served my time and dealt my pain;
There's a warrior beneath my skin, she awoke
She wields the sword that leave my enemies slain.

Give me the chance to make this right
A chance to save your diminishing life
A second to spare you the gruesome fight
Just one chance to save you the strife.

For the Fallen will rise above this
             To fight again