I draw a circle on my chest I raise my fists to the sun And one at a time I hammer them down
Like a mute drum My body resonates feeble While my heart keeps pumping pain all around Skin turns into fire Fire turns into night
Blood stains take the shape of a scorpio I hit it whispering a child tune I used to sing With bloody knuckles I disfigure my past With tearing eyes I learn to see inward
Broken bones push out my skin Like a warped flower about to bloom I spit memories I inhale answers
Broken bones push out my skin Like a warped flower about to bloom I spit memories I inhale answers
A gold sphere escapes my stomach It spins and levitates Charged by my same frequency Slow like a planet about to die
Rings of light surround my body Blue flames build me my armour Static noises scream like thunders
While my mass expands In symbiotic exchange with the flowing energy
My chakras bleed out earth’s whispers and tears Like a fountain draining subterranean rivers I turn water into blood And I squeeze blood into air
With the sphere now in my hands I raise my head to the sky Aiming at the moon I throw my darkness into darkness With all the strength my flesh holds in
Black regenerates into a white rainbow hitting my cranium Salt rains on me My wounds dance like boiling water
My heart loses the beat and collapses Eyes close up Silence spreads The path to light has been opened once again.