Verse 1 The old stories didn't have me in them or they had me small The old stories put me at the window watching heroes in the hall I spent so long believing that the myths were fixed and done — I didn't know I had the pen I didn't know I was the one Pre-chorus So I am writing a new mythology where the woman in the story doesn't wait where the wound is not a weakness it's the gate Chorus New mythology I am writing a new mythology where I am the monster and the one who names the monster New mythology I am writing a new mythology where surviving is the epic and I'm the one who came through New mythology Verse 2 I gave myself a lineage of women I invented who did the thing I needed done in the centuries before me I gave them all my face and all my stubbornness and all my glass marrow and all my feral hymns Pre-chorus So I am writing a new mythology where the woman in the story doesn't wait where the wound is not a weakness it's the gate Chorus New mythology I am writing a new mythology where I am the monster and the one who names the monster New mythology I am writing a new mythology where surviving is the epic and I'm the one who came through New mythology Bridge (orchestral synth swells, vocals in rounds) Every woman who endured — every woman who burned — every woman who was silent and the ones who were not — I am made of all of them I carry all of them I am writing all of them into the myth I am the myth I am the myth Outro (single vocal line over strings) This is my mythology now. This is mine.
