lost soul poet club, Breaking Rust - Face the Storm

The stone before me is the stone I need The wall I strike is where I learn to climb The wound that bleeds becomes the sown seed The hardest road reveals the clearest rhyme Stand and face the storm and let the walls fall down Stand and face the storm and you will earn the crown Stand and face the storm and let the walls fall down Stand and face the storm and you will earn the crown The harder that the iron tries to break The sharper is the edge that I become The more they take the more I choose to make I will not stop until the work is done Stand and face the storm and let the walls fall down Stand and face the storm and you will earn the crown Stand and face the storm and let the walls fall down Stand and face the storm and you will earn the crown Stand and face the storm and let the walls fall down Stand and face the storm and you will earn the crown Stand and face the storm and let the walls fall down Stand and face the storm and you will earn the crown