What is this life that we live
If not a series of trials and fires
Where we fail and fall and burn
But then rise up stronger, with scars

Oh, but it's too hard to keep moving
But isn't that the point
Aren't we here to find our limits
To find our passion and deepest loves

Nothing can be truly beautiful unless refined
We live in a blazing fire, purifying our souls
We walk in pain, and become strong
And in the end, we are as we should be

What of those who are too weak
There is no weakness, as all are weak
Each must find their strength
And then help those who cannot

Lift your head up and keep moving
It's going to be hard, you will hurt
You must keep moving, and you'll make it through
Rise and rise again and find your phoenix in the fires