

Prompt / Lyrics
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.
Tags
Male vocalist, rock
3:58
No
9/16/2025