"Keeper of the Flame" - Lyra Knox

Keeper of the Flame is a song born from my personal journey of breaking free from survival mode and reclaiming my inner light. It’s about the courage to face our deepest fears, embrace our true power, and hold our own flame with compassion and strength. This song is for anyone who has felt lost in the darkness, but knows deep down they have a light waiting to shine. I hope it resonates with you and encourages you to strike your own match. Don’t forget to leave a comment and share how the song speaks to you-your thoughts matter! Subscribe for more music and reflections on healing, light, and transformation.
Lyrics....
Fractured faith like shattered glass,
Dreams bartered with a heavy past,
I wore the weight of the world’s disguise,
But cracks reveal where shadows lie.
Tangled in the empath’s curse,
Addiction’s pull, an endless thirst,
I fell into the darkest hole,
The echo of a broken soul.
But in the depth, a spark was born,
A tiny flicker in the storm,
I struck the match with trembling hands,
And watched my light reclaim the land.
I lit the fire, I held the flame,
A beacon rising from my name,
In the abyss, I found my fight,
Obsessed with growing my own light.
Now I stand where the darkness falls,
At the edge of hope, where silence calls,
I wait for those who lose their way,
To show them how the flames can stay.
In the void where nothing grows,
I found a seed beneath the snow,
Nurtured it with every tear,
Until it bloomed and wiped my fear.
I danced with shadows, danced with scars,
Searched for light in dying stars,
And there it was, my lantern bright,
My hands had held it all my life.
Through the night, I learned to guide,
The fire burning deep inside,
Where others fell, I chose to rise,
And in that rise, I realized.
I lit the fire, I held the flame,
A beacon rising from my name,
In the abyss, I found my fight,
Obsessed with growing my own light.
Now I stand where the darkness falls,
At the edge of hope, where silence calls,
I wait for those who lose their way,
To show them how the flames can stay.
Where the world’s light flickers out,
Where the broken hearts and shattered doubt,
Collapse beneath the weight of night,
I sit and tend their hidden light.
A candle burning just for you,
Until you find the courage too.
I lit the fire, I held the flame,
A beacon rising from my name,
In the abyss, I found my fight,
Obsessed with growing my own light.
Now I stand where the darkness falls,
At the edge of hope, where silence calls,
I wait for those who lose their way,
To show them how the flames can stay.
So strike the match, let the spark ignite,
Your light’s been waiting through the night,
In the dark, we rise, we glow,
A flame that only you can grow.