Circe

There is an island you've never seen
There lives a woman as old as the trees
And I clawed my way through the waves
Just to have a look at her ancient face

I said
Bleed me dry take the fear from my veins
Infuse them with poison arm me with pain
Let every touch turn man to swine
So not even the gods can take what is mine

I begged
Choke my lungs make me feel like I'll drown
So the air I breathe I can breathe without
No cut and no kill can still my lips
I will never be carried over the Styx

By her feet I knelt in the sand
Till she lifted me up with the touch of her hand
And though her eyes have seen centuries
I saw my own face staring back at me

I said
Bleed me dry take the fear from my veins
Infuse them with poison arm me with pain
Let every touch turn man to swine
So not even the gods can take what is mine

I begged
Choke my lungs make me feel like I'll drown
So the air I breathe I can breathe without
No cut and no kill can still my lips
I will never be carried over the Styx

Call me hateful but don't twist my words
I'm hateful because I fear the world
This story of mine is not black nor white
It just depends on if you're telling it right

And I can't sit out the storm
Pretend I'm not here at all
I would rather drown in these waves
Than drown in the pretense of being safe

Bleed me dry take the fear from my veins
Infuse them with poison arm me with pain
Let every touch turn man to swine
So not even the gods can take what is mine

I begged
Choke my lungs make me feel like I'll drown
So the air I breathe I can breathe without
No cut and no kill can still my lips
I will never be carried over the Styx