I've been through the fires,
Flames that blister-burned.
I'm left with reminder-scars,
Of the lessons I've learned.
And from those gray ashes,
I arose up, and I flew-
Away from the searing pain,
Of all I've been through.
Stronger than ever, I emerged,
Wiser, have I now, been made,
With a soul forged of embers,
For hell's price, have I paid.