Never enough

Verse 1 I crossed the border veiled in rain, with foreign earth beneath my feet. No one here could know my name, or guess the ghosts I came to meet. They seek the thing beneath the stone, the buried law, the hidden key. But I came here for flesh and bone, for all the truths you keep from me. Verse 2 I’ve watched the kindest voices lie, I’ve watched the cruelest kneel and pray. I’ve seen a smile learn how to die, and hunger dress itself as faith. There is a thread in every wound, a reason folded in the dust. A secret chamber, locked and ruined, where every soul betrays its trust. Pre-Chorus Call it hunger, call it art, call it sin beneath my breath. But every soul conceals a heart, and every heart is scared of depth. Chorus It is never deep enough, never close and never clear. I can taste the truth in blood, but I cannot hold it here. Give me sorrow, give me need, give me love before it lies. Give me every buried seed growing dark behind your eyes. Verse 3 Why does one hand learn to heal, while another learns to break? Why do some hearts learn to feel, while others sharpen into hate? What makes mercy choose to stay? What makes passion bare its teeth? What turns devotion into chains, and lays a kingdom underneath? Verse 4 Do not bring me polished truth, or pretty words you made to shine. Give me the trembling root of you, the thing you hide below the spine. Your shame, your ache, your secret flame no, not flame, your secret ache. The part of you without a name, the part that begs and will not wake. Pre-Chorus And yes, I know that knowledge bites, that every answer leaves a scar. But I have kissed too many nights to fear the dark for what they are. Chorus It is never deep enough, never close and never clear. I can taste the truth in blood, but I cannot hold it here. Give me sorrow, give me need, give me love before it lies. Give me every buried seed growing dark behind your eyes. Bridge They say I’m young, too young to know what waits beneath the mind. Too soft to watch the marrow show, too fair to be unkind. But beauty is not innocence, and power is not peace. I have held both like evidence, and still they do not cease. I want the grief before the cry, the want before the kiss. The reason martyrs choose to die, the wound behind the bliss. I want the pattern under pain, the law beneath the breath. And if I lose myself to gain the truth, then call it death. Final Chorus It is never deep enough, never close and never clear. I can feel the soul rise up, but it always disappears. Give me rage before the blade, give me love before it pleads. Give me every choice you made, and every root beneath your needs. I will pay what must be paid, I will bear what must be borne. If truth must leave the spirit flayed, then let the veil be torn. Not for glory, not for gold, not to rule the world above. I only want the shape you hold beneath your hate, beneath your love. Outro I crossed the border veiled in rain, with foreign earth beneath my feet. And all I knew became a chain, for knowing never felt complete. So let the dark collect its due, let every hidden door be shown. I came to understand the truth— and find the soul beneath the bone.