Becoming what initially took me
And embodiment I couldn't even see
The scars, first coerced to leave
Are all that's left of me
I want to take back the confusion
I want to take back all the pain
Feeling is the grand illusion
And yet we feel disdain
Vibrations with direction
Through withered veins
Circulate for collection
Identity gone
A weaker pawn
That shares her reflection
No longer hollow, no room left to grow
Fully consumed, callus to bone
No longer hollow, no room left to grow
Fully consumed, callus to bone
No longer hollow, no room to grow
Fully consumed, callus to the bone
To the bone
Vibrations with direction
Through withered veins
Circulate for collection
Identity gone
A weaker pawn
That shares her reflection
We want to feel divine
But the light knows who they are
When senses active
The climbs constructive
We want to feel divine
But the light knows who they are
When senses active
The climbs constructive