We Rise from the Cold (versione 2)

Verse

Frost in my blood, iron on the ground

Steel teeth, concrete floor, hundred souls like shadows

Smoke and static, city breathing fire, we are ghosts that move before it

Old town crumbling under ancient stone walls

The night remembers everything we've never known

Bare hands shaking a thousand empty bottles loose

Ripping at the sky where gold turns into blood

This is our anthem, this is how we're made

Not out of light but out of everything that's dead

Pre-Chorus

Feel it rising through the soles of my feet

Every heartbeat counting down to heat

Something breaking beneath the ice tonight

It starts in the chest and takes the shape of night

Chorus

We rise from the cold like thunder beneath the street

Fingers locked, hearts on fire, nothing can stop our teeth

Ripping at the sky where gold turns into blood

This is how we're made, not out of light but out of everything that's dead

Every heartbeat counting down to heat

Verse

Sweat and smoke, faces blurred into one mass

Bones remember what the sun forgot long ago

Concrete remembers every name that fell in the snow

And I walk through it like a king without a crown

The city's old bones beneath my boots today

Every shadow I pass is someone who stayed home

I was born for this, this hunger, this flame

Not out of hope but out of everything that's lost its name

Pre-Chorus

Feel it rising through the soles of my feet

Every heartbeat counting down to heat

Something breaking beneath the ice tonight

It starts in the chest and takes the shape of night

Chorus

We rise from the cold like thunder beneath the street

Fingers locked, hearts on fire, nothing can stop our teeth

Ripping at the sky where gold turns into blood

This is how we're made, not out of light but out of everything that's dead

Every heartbeat counting down to heat

Bridge

No dawn for us today

Just this

Hands up, the ground begins to break apart

Not sunrise — just whatever burns inside my chest

Not hope — just what it takes to be free again

This is our anthem, this is how we rise from the cold tonight

Outro

Cold skin, open mouth

We rise from the cold like thunder beneath the street