I'm in shambles
Blown to bits by our troubles
These brambles
Our stumbling’s, our struggles

Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!

And it's a forced march
And I’m parched in denial
And it's a struggle
Of faith and of fire

Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!

Walking we are caught by tiny hooks that hold our hope
Our skin may be scratched but nothing holds us back
Walking we are caught by tiny hooks that hold our hope
Our skin may be scratched but nothing holds us back
I will be brave, I will be brave
My body may change
But my spirit will stay, I will be brave

Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!

I’m in shambles
Blown to bits by our troubles
These brambles
Our stumblings, our struggles

Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!
Thorns! Over thorns! Through this trouble, we are born!