The Angel In The Marble

Post-sacrifice, I am stemming the blood flow Hammer in hand; desperate to grow In order to evolve, I made a chopping block a home and I Gouged away at myself until I hit a bone I'm chiseling until there's nothing left Nobody could hurt me the way that I've hurt myself Well, I'm breaking myself down to dust again Trying my best to make a masterpiece in the end 'Cause there's an angel in the marble that I'm trying to set free Chopping and hacking to get to the best parts of me Destroy to create, who would have known? There's a sacrifice for growth Fill me with wax, and then colour me gold Look at my scars, they're beautiful They held me together when I wanted to let go I'm a kintsugi sculpture and I need it to be known I'm chiseling until there's nothing left Nobody could hurt me the way that I've hurt myself, yeah Well, I'm breaking myself down to dust again Trying my best to make a masterpiece in the end 'Cause there's an angel in the marble that I'm trying to set free Chopping and hacking to get to the best parts of me Destroy to create, who would have known? There's a sacrifice for growth There's a sacrifice for growth I am a puzzle, I am a painting I am a work of art in the making Trust in your hand and trust in the process I am a work of art in the progress I learned from my flaws and I cut myself open Glued myself better, golden; unbroken Now all I have left is a handful of hope and A thousand laments that I can't leave unspoken The noble art of self-destruction guiding my hand I'll merge the man that I was hoping I could be with the man that I know that I am The noble art of self-destruction guiding my hand I am a puzzle, I am a painting I am a work of art in the making Trust in your hand and trust in the process I am a work of art in the progress I learned from my flaws and I cut myself open Glued myself better, golden; unbroken Now all I have left is a handful of hope and A thousand laments that I can't leave unspoken The noble art of self-destruction guiding my hand I'll merge the man that I was hoping I could be with the man that I know that I am The noble art of self-destruction guiding my hand I am a puzzle, I am a painting I am a work of art in the making I am a puzzle, I am a painting I am a work of art in the making