Inheritance

Before I had a voice, something else was already speaking through me. Before I had a choice, something had already chosen me (deep ceremonial drums) I thrived in her addictions. The bottle was not her lover it was my doorway. Each swallow opened the gate wider, each prison cell was my cathedral. When she carried you, I slid through the cord, a cold inheritance dripping into your veins. I whispered in the womb You are mine. You will always be mine. Before you opened your eyes, I had already claimed your soul I am merciless. I do not forgive, I do not rest. I echo through mothers and daughters, a curse written in bloodlines, an heirloom of despair no one asked to inherit. You were born marked, your soul already tangled in my claws. I do not need your permission. I am your birthright sharp as glass, cold as death, endless as shadow.[Bridge – whispers + choir drones, ritual drums](layered whispers)you are mine… you are mine… I do not need your permission.I was there before your first breath. I lived in your bloodbefore you knew your name. Final Chorus – full cathedral intensity]You are mine.You will always be mine. I am your birthright—sharp as glass,cold as death,endless as shadow. [Outro – fading organ, single chime](soft, distant)Before you had a voice…I was already there. (final chime… echo into silence)