If pain is power, I'm powerful If pain is power, I’m powerful Wash away, wash away my fear Wash away, wash away my pride In power's shadow, my fractured grace, Hides a wound where hope had a trace. A tapestry woven, in threads of despair, Here sleeps solace, and healing's rare. For in the depths of the aching soul, A truth unfurls, a story told. In suffering's crucible, that fiery test, Forges resilience, a heart that's pressed. It's not in the absence of pain we find peace, But in the embrace of what we release. Shed the burdens, the self-imposed chains, And let the kindness wash over the pains. For healing isn't just about the cure, But the quiet acceptance of what we endure. To see beauty in the broken form, And find strength in the scars that deform. So let the tears fall, let the sorrow reside, But as the dawn breaks, push the darkness aside, For in the depths of the wounded, a strength takes hold, A heart that’s pressed, a heart of gold.
Absolutely stupendous music video
Powerful track
Absolute cracking track and video!
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I can't describe the feel ,but i love it. Thank you for this
Fucking outstanding 🔥🙏
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Any chance of an instrumental version?
If pain is power, I'm powerful
If pain is power, I’m powerful
Wash away, wash away my fear
Wash away, wash away my pride
In power's shadow, my fractured grace,
Hides a wound where hope had a trace.
A tapestry woven, in threads of despair,
Here sleeps solace, and healing's rare.
For in the depths of the aching soul,
A truth unfurls, a story told.
In suffering's crucible, that fiery test,
Forges resilience, a heart that's pressed.
It's not in the absence of pain we find peace,
But in the embrace of what we release.
Shed the burdens, the self-imposed chains,
And let the kindness wash over the pains.
For healing isn't just about the cure,
But the quiet acceptance of what we endure.
To see beauty in the broken form,
And find strength in the scars that deform.
So let the tears fall, let the sorrow reside,
But as the dawn breaks, push the darkness aside,
For in the depths of the wounded, a strength takes hold,
A heart that’s pressed, a heart of gold.