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Barefoot on blood-soaked stone

The mirror forgot her face

Carvings bloom where silence grows

Time decays without a trace

Thief of time - I hear you still

Under flesh, you pierce my will

Eyes awake beneath my scars

Calling forth the ancient stars

Whispers, whispers

Beneath the skin they crawl

Whispers, whispers

I gave myself to all

Whispers, whispers

The mirror lied again

Whispers, whispers

I wear my fate like skin

Silk clings to a haunted grace

Scent of copper in the air

Spirals carved in holy pain

Darkness sings from everywhere

I am shrine, I am the blade

Not the hunter, but the prey

Beauty cursed with voices deep

Bleeding dreams I dare to keep

Whispers, whispers

Beneath the skin they crawl

Whispers, whispers

I gave myself to all

Whispers, whispers

The mirror lied again

Whispers, whispers

I wear my fate like skin

Laughing voices, soft and cold

Wombs of power, dark and old

Maids are gone, but I remain

Bathed in loss and sweet disdain

Whispers, whispers

Beneath the skin they crawl

Whispers, whispers

I gave myself to all

Whispers, whispers

The mirror lied again

Whispers, whispers

I wear my fate like skin