[Lyric] Ophidian (Traumaxqueen)

Soft spoken serpent
Bleeding mouth
Draining my body
Until there's nothing left

You've got your chains on me, weighing me down
The bitter ache of reality sets in pound by pound

When conflict turns to contrast and opinions fly untamed
I'm the less considered
And you, the ache, remains

I can still feel your nails cut me open
You stole my passion
Heart hit a drought

Forcing thoughts, a feeling of doubt
Invading my brain
Hollow me out

Generational harm, born and born again
You are the product of arrogance, I am the result of pain
I can still feel your nails
Cut me open