Layered Wreckage

Rise rise rise from the back
I carved my name in the burning ash
Tore the sky like a paper stain
Every promise was a rusted latch
Every dream a fractured scheme
Built a kingdom out of borrowed bone
Watched it crumble when the sirens scream

And I still hear the choir
Homing through the fire
And I still hear the choir
Calling me higher
We are the voices layered in one
We are the maned under the sun
Break me down and I rise as three
Harmony forged in the wreck of me

Rise rise rise
Rise rise rise
Break the stats like cords in the dark
Every stranger holds a piece of me
I was lonely till I learned to spark
Burning brighter in a minor key
Took the silence and I taught to scream
Took the wound and I turned into a fame

And I still hear the choir
Homing through the fire
And I still hear the choir
Calling me higher
We are the voices layered in one
We are the maned under the sun
Break me down and I rise as three
Harmony forged in the wreck of me

Stealing days, set the flame
Every voice a different flame
Louder now, louder still
None of us will ever kneel
Voices
Voices
Voices

We are the voices layered in one
We are the maned under the sun
Break me down and I rise as three
Harmony forged in the wreck of me