Flesh and Fracture

Beneath my skin, the stories ache Threads unravel, vows we break A fragile god, a fleeting name We worship pain and call it fame Mirror me in broken glass Trace my shadow, watch it pass Every wound becomes a throne I wear the scars; they’re all I own I am the serpent, I am the seed The hunger you fear, the love you need In quiet storms, I make my plea A whispering ghost, you’ll never see Fingers dance on endless flames We carve our hearts with secret names I loved you once, in fractured dreams A fragile hymn of shattered schemes Do you feel the weight I hold Ancient fire, burning cold A shadow’s kiss, a rebel’s prayer I am nowhere and everywhere I am the serpent, I am the seed The hunger you fear, the love you need In quiet storms, I make my plea A whispering ghost, you’ll never see From ashes rise, to ashes fall A fleeting trace, that’s all, that’s all Hold me close, then let me fade I’m the silence in the noise you made