You spat at me with your venom,
Yet here I still remain
And look at what I’ve now become...
I’ll never be the same.
You buried me down, soon enough.
‘Til I suffocated...
Six feet under. There helplessly
‘Til I pried my wing free.
Phoenixes rise from the ashes,
And here I stand with you.
Covered with every word you threw:
Only strengthens my wings.
If I sang my song to you now
I doubt that you would hear...
You follow the path my ashes
Left. Stuck there by yourself.
I’ll take the fledglings from the ashes,
And take your venom from them.