You were called like a curtain, split like a second, broken like a sword stuck in a rock
Forged for a hero, birthed forth for a heart much purer than his/mine/ours
It's uncertain when the tables turned, but when all of your brothers have given their lives
For the strife you earned, you will get burned and it won't get better when put on ice

And I wasn't going anywhere fast, and my sister said she'd seen the end of my path
The direction that I fly, straight through the eye of our aftermath

And you have to ignore it, don't think about before, you've got enough fight inside to fill five world wars
It's just a game, just another cause, you're a switch and I'm a cog And the last thing we need is another broken clock
So forget about your ghost limbs and all those things that scared you most as a child of twelve
You see I'm thirteen now, and if I die for the thousandth time, I'm unafraid, for I outnumber hell

And I wasn't going anywhere good, so I straightened my glasses and I did what I could
What I had to but damn it's hard not to look back at the time

But I wasn't going anywhere fast, so I said goodbye to walking my own path
The direction that I fly, straight through the eye of our aftermath

What makes us who we are, is it our bones?
Wrapped in all our scars, they're ours alone
They outweigh tails and talons, feathers, foam
Unless they're not, unless they don't

You were called like a curtain, split like a second, broken like a sword stuck in a rock