The sky tells secrets of old sin and a forgotten time
A murder of crows caw on yelling of all her past crimes
The ground cracks and quakes flaking away lies to be shed
The past wisps in whirlwinds like the pleas of the dead
The flesh crawls and wraps around, an old lover to the bones
A simple soul once before now created of strength and stone
And through the dark smoke and ash she sits alive and reborn
Free from the alter wrapped in her chains, broken away from its scorn
Two beasts watch closely, sentries from ancient times they wait
One named Hunger snaps at the air while Patience knows of her fate
Her mind has danced the dance of pain and thoughts have healed to become one
Here she begins, a life now defined, but an evolution that has only begun
