I wish I was
Able to be
A little bit more

I sit
Inside of my tomb
A pitiful whore

The father closed the door
The daughter hears a whimper
I've heard this song before

This is the final call
The trumpet is in my vein
When they say kill them all
Even the children are slain

You can't escape your life
And now it's burning down
I need a miracle Christ
In a thorny crown


I've Heard This Song Before

I make music for people who have nothing else. 

Within a culture that worships cruelty and violence, there is nothing detested more than a mirror. The Nation Under God engulfed in a heavenly flame.

She/Her  

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I've Heard This Song Before

Noa Tyce