[Intro] I watch the marrow crack and spread I count the wants inside each head No prayer can hide, no mask can spare I pull the rot straight through the air You little things that begged for more Now drag your truth across my floor Three nights to strip the heart down raw Three nights beneath my open jaw [Verse] Abella bends to iron dread A tusked machine where hope has bled She forged her worth through bolts and strain Now doomsday sings inside her brain O’saa folds calm with crossed-up knees Then loses hold of what he sees A thinking plague now wears his skin A puppet-house with rot within Olivia spins in metal ache With cutting arms she starts to shake She swears she’s always been this way As steel and flesh both fuse and fray Marcoh swells to brutal size With guilt still dripping from his eyes They made him into fists and weight So now he staggers as their fate [Pre-Chorus] I do not curse, I just reveal What sits beneath the nerve and zeal I press one finger to the stain And all your hidden shapes remain [Chorus] I peel you down, I split you true I make a monument of you No saint, no lover, no disguise Just what survives behind your eyes I know the weak spot, know the scar I know exactly what you are You reach for morning, beg for dawn I grin above and carry on [Post-Chorus] Burst, if you must Bite through the rust Kneel to the pull I know you, fool Break, if you bend This is the end Soul after skin Let the real one in [Verse] Levi becomes a weeping gun A child conscripted, never done He fires his grief through meat and bone Then sobs like nobody came home Karin takes wing with carrion pride Dead men and stories at her side She feared she fed on war for name So now she wears the beak of blame Marina drags that leashed cocoon Her father’s grip still haunts the room Her body split by rule and shame Yet still she claws to name her name Henryk dines in swollen sin With polished talk and rot within He serves up flesh on silver cheer And calls himself refined in here [Pre-Chorus] You asked for rank, for role, for worth I gave your hunger second birth The lies you polished, neat and grand Turn to a sickness on command [Chorus] I peel you down, I split you true I make a monument of you No pretty myth can hold its ground When all your private names are found I know the weak spot, know the scar I know exactly what you are I drag the worst thing to the top And once it blooms, it doesn’t stop [Post-Chorus] Split at the seam Wake from the dream Blood into sign Your ruin is mine Sink, if you crawl I wanted it all Mind into meat Make it complete [Verse] Samarie blooms in flayed-out black A ruined wish that can’t turn back She calls it beauty, calls it whole While raising corpses from the soil Tanaka breaks through glass and cord A bleeding clerk with slogans stored His family built a stricter man So now he whips through every plan Caligura, plain as disease Becomes the thing that crawls and wheezes No metaphor could top that brute He is the verdict, foul and mute Then Daan goes still where sorrow sat And wears the grin of Pocketcat A borrowed coat, a painted head A host where older filth is fed Pav won’t bend for me at all He dies before my fever calls August would rather carve his grave Than let my mark decide his shape [Pre-Chorus] Not all of you will last my stare Some slip by ruined, stripped, laid bare But most of you were built to break I only give the final ache [Chorus] I peel you down, I split you true I make a monument of you Contestant, cop, or nameless stray I pull the buried rot to day I know the weak spot, know the scar I know exactly what you are You curse my name, yet still you bend I am the truth you cannot fend [Breakdown] Look at you now No titles left No mothers’ hopes No scraps you kept Just marrow, panic, birth, and bile A final shape that fits your file The tower waits The rails still ring You wanted life I wanted everything I saw the brute I saw the leash I saw the child beneath the beast I saw the vulture, saw the fraud And dragged them upward, one by one, to god [Post-Chorus] Burst, if you must Rot in your trust Name what you hid I know what you did Break, if you kneel Nothing can heal Moon over head Wanting you shed [Outro] Three nights gone and still I feed On every prayer, on every need No judge above, no saving hand Just pale green hanging over land You feared the face you’d someday wear I only met you halfway there And when the last one starts to rise I’ll still be staring from the skies
