I Was Born For This

Out where the battle cries echo loud,
Through the dust and the fear, I vowed,
To hold a hand when the night turns black,
To carry hope on my weary back.
The wounds run deep, but so does pride,
I’m the one who stands, who won’t subside.
I was born to be a Corman, it’s carved in my soul,
To aid, to save, to make the broken whole.
To teach the lost, to spark a fire,
This is my calling, my heart’s desire.
It’s who I am, my passion, my fight,
My life, my world, through the darkest night.
I’ve seen the skies bleed crimson red,
Held the living, and mourned the dead.
Every scar’s a story etched in flesh,
A life once saved, a heart refreshed.
Through storms and fire, I’ll stand my ground,
In the chaos, that’s where I’m found.
I was born to be a Corman, it’s carved in my soul,
To aid, to save, to make the broken whole.
To teach the lost, to spark a fire,
This is my calling, my heart’s desire.
It’s who I am, my passion, my fight,
My life, my world, through the darkest night.

Male vocalist, rock