I was born to crawl, to climb, to fly
To chase the sun across the sky
But deep inside, a shadow grows
A silent thief no one knows
Threads of silk, they hold me tight
Dreams of wings drown in the fight
Beneath the shell, a war ignites
Two lives collide in borrowed nights
They take my flesh, they take my flame
But I still burn, I’ll rise again
They whisper hunger, they crave, they tear
A feasting choir beneath my care
Yet in my heart, the winds still call
To leave this prison, to risk it all
A fragile hope, a fleeting light
To break the chains, to claim the night
Beneath the shell, a war ignites
Two lives collide in borrowed nights
They take my flesh, they take my flame
But I still burn, I’ll rise again
They feast, they grow, I start to fade
But wings are born in what they’ve made
The parasite and host entwined
A cruel design, yet I still shine
Beneath the shell, a war ignites
Two lives collide in borrowed nights
They take my flesh, they take my flame
But I still burn, I’ll rise again
So take your share, consume the rest
I’ll break the shell and leave the nest
For even as the darkness feeds
A butterfly is born from seeds