Shadows fall upon the cold stone
In the quiet of the night, I walk alone
The weight of yesterday is in my hands
Like shifting dust and sinking sands
But there's a spark that starts to glow
Deep in the dark I used to know
The furnace calls, the smoke will rise
A test of strength before my eyes
It's time to face the burning heat
Where doubt and destiny will meet
And I'll try, through the heart of the flame
I will stumble, but I'll call out my name
Like raw iron refined in the fire
I am rising, lifting higher and higher
With every strike, the weakness is gone
Swept away into a brand new dawn
Stronger and pure, I will stand
Formed by the fire, by my own hand
The hammer falls, the anvil rings
A painful grace that patience brings
It's not destruction, it's design
To make the jagged edges align
The dross is burning, melting away
To leave the gold for a brighter day
The furnace calls, the smoke will rise
A test of strength before my eyes
It's time to face the burning heat
Where doubt and destiny will meet
And I'll try, through the heart of the flame
I will stumble, but I'll call out my name
Like raw iron refined in the fire
I am rising, lifting higher and higher
With every strike, the weakness is gone
Swept away into a brand new dawn
Stronger and pure, I will stand
Formed by the fire, by my own hand
Melt away the fear, burn away the pride
There is nowhere left for the ghost to hide
I am not broken, I am being made
In the fierce embrace of the furnace blade
Sweat and ash, steel and soul
The fire made the broken whole Stronger
Purer
I'll try