Bloom

I've destroyed a perfect path, broken by
What I could not forget, so I'll become everything
I hate and I will turn forever in my grave

If we're born with the burden of a heart we'll never mend
And we live at the feet of mountains we cannot ascend
And we die with regret for what we wouldn't let begin

Then I'll cast my righteous skin and damn
What remains until the curse is coursing through my veins
And I'll bloom and breathe, awake to what we'll never be breed disease
To tear apart a memory
But I can't forget to remember

Desolation isn't real if there's nothing left to feel

We're all born bearing the weight of time
We all live clamoring to survive
And we all die longing to feel alive