The Gift from MASQUE by Kill Scenes

moving slow
with the old blood in my veins
something wounded, something tame
to let it go
to breathe in something strange
would I be here all the same?

aspect!
come to light! come to life!
render true sight!
aspect!
come to light! come to life!
become my eyes!

what you are
when I peer into the likeness
something here, but still apart
what you know
when the sun's gone and the night hits
will you be there in the dark?

moving through
with a blood that's been renewed
I feel the skin begin to crawl
I'm not my thoughts
I'm not myself inside this body
I'm not anywhere at all

aspect!
come to light! come to life!
render true sight!
aspect!
come to light! come to life!
become my eyes!

what you are
when I peer into the likeness
something here, but still apart
what you know
when the sun's gone and the night hits
will you be there in the dark?

imbued with power
cursed with guilt
the cruelest gift - to be a wild flower
to breathe
itself an act of trespass
inhale
devour

what you are
when I peer into the likeness
something here, but still apart
what you know
when the sun's gone and the night hits
will you be there in the dark?

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