Words from a distant past echo throughout my mind!
changing me, destroying me.
whispers of the dead pull me under
and they have been doing so for so long,
they have been doing so.

I have come from hell with sins stained
clearly within my skin but know I rest absolved,
stand in light without fear.

they'd like to think our fate is set in stone,
but I will build my own path, with these hands.
the words of the wise will be forever
carved into my skin unless

I make something of these last breaths.
words from a distant past echo throughout my mind.
changing me, destroying me. and now I have these wings
I must fly straight and not surrender to demons chasing me.
my fate my destiny I hold to these like I do my life,
I am the architect of my fate.