Raw

whats in my head?
thoughts drifting dead have spoken and said to me
"you are dead to me"

a butterfly flying free
got shot through the head and the heart
right at the beginning of the start of a new transformed life apart
from a longly concealed time
alone

a swan singing beautifully
got its voice stolen and ripped away
silenced and frayed
chained down and drawn into the night as it had just seen the day
dawn

a lion roaring loudly
got hunted down and found dying dead
mane soaked red and pride abandoned
again

they dont belong here where they are taking on and in the deepest scars of sin
tearing the threads holding their souls together
facing death underneath the worldly weather

to be hunted robbed and shot
for roaring singing and flying
is the beating of red living hearts
being slain by the dying

dont you get it? we dont care!
we're everywhere out there - we butterflies swans and lions
wearing our woven camel hair - sipping raw honey
chomping down locusts - and wanting no nothing

to shackle the marrow of a barbarians bones
is to try to tame the wildest of souls
this isnt something you can begin to control
so let go! let go! LET IT GO!

theres an invasion coming!
we're on our way and running up the little blue hill to the city of lightning
once we're at the top we'll've won the stop of fire
to extinguish the desire to put out our exploding flames
to truly spread the sweetest of Names

we're ending your games
we're done with being maimed
these savaged hearts can't be tamed
WE ARE UNASHAMED

i will truly spread the sweetest of Names

whats in my head?
thoughts drifting dead have spoken and said to me
"fly free
sing beautifully
roar loudly
for you are dead to me".