Back From The Dead

Skillet turns resurrection into a stadium-sized adrenaline rush here, opening in a cold, black coffin where the singer has been written off and left for forgotten. The imagery stays physical and combative: enemies claw at his eyes, he scratches and bleeds to stay alive, and zombies prowl at night but never manage to catch him. There's a taunting edge to the defiance — the people who tried to keep him down are told they'll never forget him now, and the second verse flips the wound around, promising to bite back after being broken and poisoned. The chorus trades the graveyard for pure momentum, lighting up and burning, chasing the rush of adrenaline, flying at the speed of light, and landing on a trio of declarations: full of love, full of light, full of fight. A bridge plants its feet — deep down, for the count, don't you dare count me out, never break, never bow. The stuttering hook drills the title into your head like a chant. Read as a Christian song, the comeback reads as a picture of being raised out of death into something loud and unashamed, though the lyrics keep the supernatural mostly in metaphor rather than naming its source.