Born of Light To Watch the Fire Die
tired, false, & broken on the shore
the lines of my palm are drawn in the sand
so let the sea come & wash me away
purify me
mix the salt with my blood
every wound will open
that the pain might
purify me
a thousand cuts you cannot see
i reveal tonight
step forth from the shadows
to stand in the light
purify me
cast my blood into the waves
draw my heart from my body & throw it away
Burn my flesh & burn my skin
purify me
i am light before you
make me real, let me start again
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