My Life (Slowed)

I'm the storm they feared at night,
I was born to break that line.
This is my life, my fight, my fire, roaring heart,
Climbing higher, higher.
If the world wants blood for pride, let it try,
'Cause this is my life.
I'm the ghost of a ship that sank, marked with the scar,
With a blade point drank.
Driftwood thrown in a hall of dust,