This place
This place
This place right in front of you
This place
This place
We walk this land like monsters
On top of the graves of Gods
And we know what you think about God
You paint yourself
I see how you painted yourself
In your image
In your gender
This place
Because who would believe you?
After all the madness
If you knew how many times it took me to get here
To this place
Right in front of you
This place
How I had to fight through crowds of humiliation
How I had to fight
Fight
And how I had to cover up my own face
And carry my mother, your mother, her mother
(Your mother in my wound)
The mothеr in my womb
This place
This place
This place
This placе
This place
This place
And now here I am in this place
This place
I know it, I think it's mine
Because its got my eyes, my crooked smile
This place
And when I'm hurting, I look outside and everyone else is hurting too
This place is a gathering of bones