These Street Walls Talk
Hear the moans of the damned, echoes of despair,
But through the screams and the sorrow, a flicker, a flare.
My the spirit ignited, a spark in the dead of night.
Together we rise, a phoenix, bathed in unholy light.
This ain't the end of the story, ain't lettin the silence win,
I'ma kick through these coffin walls, rise again from the sin.
Gonna break the chains of this prison, lead my brothers out the flame.
Hear the beat of my defiance, a rebellion in his damn name.

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