They preach of surrender from a castle tower Where the walls are thick and the stones are power They say "let it go" from a velvet chair Safe behind gates that I’ll never share It’s easy to bow to a crown or a fate When the arrows all stop at your palace gate But my walls are thin, and my shield is a ghost, Whatever happens... hurts the vulnerable most. [Chorus] Don't call it peace, don't call it a grace It's a lead shield pulled over my face You think I’m floating, but I’m just hiding Where the nerve endings stop colliding Because if I let go, I don't just yield, I disappear into the shield. First, the noise in the room goes mute Like all the fancy words are moot. The choice is made, the memory slips The taste of copper on my lips I’m standing ten feet back from my own cold skin Watching the damage try to settle in. [Chorus] Don't call it peace, don't call it a grace It's a lead shield pulled over my face You think I’m floating, but I’m just hiding Where the nerve endings stop colliding Because if I let go, I don't just yield, I disappear into the shield. They tell me bow down, they tell me be still They call the disaster a beautiful will They say drop your shield, let the holy wave break But ignorance is a terrible stake They hand me a key to a cell, not a door And tell me to thank them while I’m on the floor But compliance isn't a sacred state It is just a blank check to subjugate. [outro] The shield is lifting. The air is cold. I’m taking back everything I controlled. You can stay in your castle, secure in your grace But don't preach submission to my bloody face. Whatever happens... happens to me. Not to the universe. Not to a decree. I’m still in the room. I feel the fear. Whatever happens... I am staying here.
