maybe i'm not who you thought i was

the bravest of all of us

tapestries on the walls tell a story of

a man i fear will never become enough

you said when i leave to remember us

but the weight of my name is burying me up

all i want to know is am i enough

or is this crown on my head just a hollow bluff

if i never draw blood then i'll never know

what's hiding beneath all the fear i hold

sword by my side but no where to go

is my heart made of gold or is it made of stone

if i gotta die and thats the price of the truth i owe

you can take off my head and let my people know

i tried but my courage just wasn't enough

in time hope my sacrifice will make it up

tapestries

telling stories

fire inside of me

fuck who you thought i'd be

cut my head off me

i'm already dead you see

towers crumbling

that's our destiny