[Intro]
Pages shake in my hands
Old words
Still cut like fangs
(yeah)
[Verse 1]
Open up the book, thunder in the margin
All these ancient prayers sound like battle jargon
"Though I walk through the valley" on my tongue
Heart like a war drum, breath in my lungs
I got enemies, envy, shadows at the gate
Still I chant truth while they chant hate
Ink on the parchment, fire in my chest
Every raw verse aiming straight through my flesh
[Chorus]
This is my psalmfire
Screaming out hope in the choir
Let the chains fall, let the dark retire
At a hundred‑thirty beating like a live wire
This is my war‑song prayer
Shouting those lines in the midnight air
Though the ground shakes, I will not tire
I rise, I rise
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[Verse 2]
Hands in the dirt, eyes on the hill
"Be still" written where my fears stand still
I rage like a storm but the words stay steady
Sword in my mouth, every bar born ready
"Refuge, fortress," inked on my soul
When the teeth of the world try to swallow me whole
Crowd in the pit like a sea that roars
Same kind of sound King David wrote for
[Chorus]
This is my psalmfire
Screaming out hope in the choir
Let the chains fall, let the dark retire
At a hundred‑thirty beating like a live wire
This is my war‑song prayer
Shouting those lines in the midnight air
Though the ground shakes, I will not tire
I rise, I rise
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[Bridge]
Let the weak say strong (strong!)
Let the lost sing loud (loud!)
Ancient poems in a modern mouth
Turn a mosh‑pit into holy ground (hey!)
If I break, I break while I’m praising
If I shout, I shout while I’m blazing
Every scream stitched tight to the text
Every breath, every step, every next, yeah
[Chorus]
This is my psalmfire
Screaming out hope in the choir
Let the chains fall, let the dark retire
At a hundred‑thirty beating like a live wire
This is my war‑song prayer
Shouting those lines in the midnight air
Though the ground shakes, I will not tire
I rise, I rise
On psalmfire