Lyrics Showstopper

Find me, oh find when
this birthright was blackened,
when lightning struck and
the storm clouds came over,
the cracks were appearing
before things
turned in a moment,
I'd forgotten,

I feel the trial, it's mine,
I burn in this ire,
all this pride, bid goodbye,
only matchwood,

Still so unsure
why this path was chosen,
it's harder and further
than first calculations,
when you know
it's not over yet,

I feel the trial, it's mine,
I burn in this ire,
all this pride, bid goodbye,
only matchwood,

Oh, it's a trial and a fight,
hear me cry: "It's yours and it's mine!"
"Oh this fight!"
"It's yours,"
"It's mine"
"Yours and mine, yours and mine!"

Find me,
oh find this birthright,
it's cursed,
oh the lightning struck and the storm
hit its target.