Thirteen winters thin and raw Hands too soft to grip the oar Eyes still wide, no weight of steel Did not know what men must feel Ran through woods with empty hands Tracked no beast, knew no land But something stirred beneath the skin Like a fire waiting within A voice not heard, but always near Push me forward year by year Forged through years, through blood and bone Not by fate, but what I've known Every step, every scar Made me what I truly are Forged through years, through fire and breath Through the edge and facing death Not born strong, not born a man I became what I now am Sixteen winters bow in hand Learn to read the silent land Track the breath where none could see Follow death until it breathed First kill fell beneath my name No more boy, no more the same Hands shook once, then never again Felt the shift begin within In the cold I learned to see What survives and what must bleed Forged through years, through blood and bone Not by gods, but what I've known Every mark, every trial Built the strength mile by mile Twenty winters blade held tight First true step into the fight Shield met force and I stood still Learned the cost and learned the will Heard the crack of bone and steel Felt what only war reveals Not the glory, not the name But the weight and all the pain In the clash I found my ground Not in noise, but in the sound Forged through years, through fire and blade Through the choices that I made Not by luck, not by chance But by taking every stance Thirty winters quiet breath No more fear, no fear of death Seen it come, seen it take Seen what every man must face No God speaks, no hand remains Only what runs through my veins All I was, standing here Every doubt, burned out by years Forged through years, through blood and bone I stand now, fully grown Every scar, every fight Led me to this final sight Forged through years, through fire and breath I walk on, into death Not as one, not as one But as all I have become Forged through years, through years Woah, woah, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Manga Ma-Maya