Forge of Quiet Flesh

I face the glass like a cold-lit sea

Every scar turns gold on me

My own breath fogs the world away

And I smile like I mean to stay

(ahhhh) I don’t hide,

I don’t flinch

I let the dark frame every inch

If they stare,

let them learn

I’m the fire I used to earn

Naked in the mirror,

I hold my gaze

Like a shield in a storm of praise

No mercy, no mask,

no fear

I’m the altar and I’m right here (oh) (ahhhh)

I used to borrow someone else’s eyes

Now I cut those threads and ties

My hips say truth in a slower tongue My heart beats loud

when the doubt is young (hold—)

Naked in the mirror,

I hold my gaze Like a shield in a storm of praise

No mercy,

no mask, no fear

I’m the altar and I’m right here (oh)

I’m right here