=Chrysalis=

1.
The wormhole goes deep
Relentlessly I burrow
The hour of my time-proven scheme
Enter the [bad word] 

Hour of the dream within a dream
In the dead light of supernova.

And hidden from the sight
Stuffed with the black pulp of the "Holy"
It's my silent war I wage inside
To be reborn or perish slowly
 [bad word] But I'm breaking up
The sculpture spun
Killing your prodigal son

I'm breaking out
I'm rising up
Weightless wings spread to the sun

2.
I watch the clocks until they melt
Tricking the time that should be healing
Old revelations newly felt
Making the world I left surreal

Horizon's burning bright
Ground zero's where I gained new life

Will I be searching for my blood-line?
Anathematized or glorified?
 [bad word] Now I'm breaking up
The sculpture spun
Killing your prodigal son

I'm breaking out
I'm rising up
Weightless wings spread to the sun

I've woken up to take [bad word] 
#BirdofBones