作曲：头条梦三
作词：头条梦三
Dust on my sleeves
Gate cracks at dawn
One clean breath
Then the field is gone
Palm like thunder
Step like stone
I came with a vow
And a blade of bone
Hear that call
From the ridge above
Old drums wake
And the blood runs hot
Raise the iron fan
Break the line
Raise the iron fan
I claim my side
Raise the iron fan
Strike then fly
I was born to rise
Lanterns swinging
Over the yard
One wrong move
Leaves a lesson hard
I take the hit
Then I turn it back
Fast as a hawk
On a narrow track
Hear that call
From the ridge above
Old drums wake
And the blood runs hot
Raise the iron fan
Break the line
Raise the iron fan
I claim my side
Raise the iron fan
Strike then fly
I was born to rise
WuSheng voice in the night
Cuts through steel
My heart stays still
My hands reveal
Suona cries
Like a storming blade
I do not bend
I do not fade
Raise the iron fan
Break the line
Raise the iron fan
I claim my side
Raise the iron fan
Strike then fly
I was born to rise
Raise the iron fan
Watch me shine
Raise the iron fan
This ring is mine
Raise the iron fan
Hear me fly
I was born to rise
