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"They called me thread, they called me thorn
A stitch in fate, a crown unborn
While kings slept and idols rusted
I bled for truths they never trusted
Let them weave their shallow lies
I am the silk that never dies."

Whispers in the chapel spire
Silver strings, a call to fire
She walks alone, no soul to trust
Bound by thread and sacred dust

Needles dance in silent rite
Memories stitched in black and white
Through the veil, she takes her flight
Into the dark, to set things right

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Spiders weep in ancient halls
She hears her Mother in the walls
The weight of kings, the mournful cost
She fights for every soul they lost

Sacrifice is carved in bone
But she was never quite alone
Guardian heart, stitched in chrome
She’ll never leave the fallen home

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Spin the silk, O voice of flame
Sing the truth beneath her name
Thread of Void and thread of song
One to sever, one belong
Needles dance in silent rite
Through the veil, she takes her flight

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Spinning fate on a phantom loom
Lost in Pharloom’s lullaby
A thread of light, she won't let die

Ooh, caught between the curse and grace
Running through that shadowed place
She’s more than just her woven name
She's the spark that still remains

Ooh, Hornet in the hush of gloom
Dances with her needle-plume
Lost but never truly gone
The thread of light keeps pulling on

Ooh, she is the vow, the fight, the flame
Woven deep in every name
She’s the hope that still remains
She’s the spark that still remains

"The song is not over
The threads still pull
She is not just the weaver
She is the loom."

Mindy Chisholm - Hornet

Dead love… dead love…  

We both knew your time was short,  
Every kiss a last resort.  
Chemo nights and hollow eyes,  
I swore I’d love you past goodbye.  

Now they say I’ve lost my mind,  
But you knew I was broken inside.  

I wanna dig through the dirt, find your face,  
Kiss the rot in your cold embrace.  
They call me insane, but you always knew,  
I was crazy in love, and crazy for you.  

Your grave’s a bed I want to keep,  
I dream of you while others sleep.  
If I taste a piece of you, it’s not taboo,  
You’ll live forever deep inside me too.  
 
I wanna dig through the dirt, find your face,  
Kiss the rot in your cold embrace.  
They call me insane, but you always knew,  
I was crazy in love, and crazy for you.  

 
You rot underground, and I rot in the light,  
Already dead in this world, I drag them to the night.  

You rot and I want to see them all rot too.  
Will you have waited for me when I join you?  
I’m already dead anyway,  
Since you are no longer suffering… 
I am.  


I wanna dig through the dirt, find your face,  
Kiss the rot in your cold embrace.  
Forever in my veins, forever in me.  
They call me insane, but you always knew,  
I was crazy in love, and crazy for you.  

Crazy for you… inside me… crazy for you…  

Kissed my dead boyfriend

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