My face is flawed
The product off essential bliss
Unencumber encryption
To amass dictation
Unearth my nature
Amidst the sunrise
Trace my jaw line
With moths and butterflies
Take these painful memories
I need stability
To the beat of secret epiphany
Spare my wings
My eyes, they house every ounce
of what was done to me
Every whisper I remember
Every knife in my back
As souvenirs I keep
My face is encrypted
With either an epiphany
Or essential bliss
Amidst the sunrise
Unearth my nature
Trace my jaw line
But spare my wings