Ash to Eden - Kingdom

We are the embers that never died.
We rise from the kingdom of ash.
I have walked through the cold where the lost ones sleep,
Made a promise to the dark that I intend to keep.
Every scar on my skin is a flag I wave.
I'd rather burn out bright than be quiet and safe.
So put your hands up if you feel the same.
We are the spark that survives the rain.