The Arising - Michael Schulte

Out from the ashes a few will arise

Pull down the curtain revealing open eyes

Deep from the fires with a flame in your fist

Marks the return of a man to re-exist

Out from the dust just a few will survive

Pulled from the wreckage to spare another life

Deep from the darkness we live to excess

Kings on a throne wearing crowns of great success

All my life I’ve waited just to lay this burden down

I have heard the calling of the rising of the found

The rising of the found

The rising of the found

The rising of the found

The rising of the found

Out from the flames underneath all the light

Taking the place where the devil’s out of sight

Deep in the soul and a gleam in the eye

One of a kind and you’re best when you’re alive