Wrath and thorns
Flaming tongues
Paint my song volatile
Speak in storms
I don't fight it
I let it in
I've bled
Just not enough
Not yet
This may just kill me
But I can't live another way
So if you'd offer guidance
You'd better spell it out plain
'Cause I see no landscapes
I see only ruins I've made
Burn my name
Throw me in a shallow grave
I'm dragged and torn
Through shelters scorned
Dynamism calcified
Hold for home
No spoils owed
Sharpen hope
Into knives
Recover
Parry
'Cause I see no landscape
I see only seas of face
Hold for home
If you want it
Then grit your teeth
And earn it
