The Flames of Failure - Dawn Of Azazel

When anguish holds your soul dejected beaten to a pulp

Trampled bruised and broken, scared and cut open

Face the dawn and choose, succumb submit to the abuse or

To give you gift like a fist in the face of failure

Gaunt with pain and grief, when defeat tests self belief

Will you stand and defend, scars will heal, woulds will mend

Face the dawn and choose, succumb submit to the abuse or

To give gift like a fist in the face of failure

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Flames of failure and defeat

Forges that supreme and elite

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Unshaken by suffering

Eagerly awaiting the morning

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Arise from the dirt unbeaten

Stand strong, sure and defeat them

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Rise, rise stand up and fight

Back up from where I had fallen

Composed and waiting, proudly standing