The Curse from Integrity EP by ELMS

pulled into the warmth
sick flutter in my chest
its tears upon my cheek
breath hot against my neck
and you, you still have time
the horror has not come
leave your home to burn
forget each thing you've done

now i can't tell which is worse
the blessing or the curse
to be judged by gold and lead
to be weighed against their worth
these hands that won't be still
these teeth that bite their tongue
how they long for these dark woods
to live chained or die unchanged

hunts me like it hates me
then flatters me and baits me
tells me I'm the strength it needs
while it drives me to my knees
and if I just stood still
refused this wretched run
watched other prey pass by
convinced of what they'd won

they don't know what it's worth
the blessing of this curse
to die by gold or lead
or instead be judged at birth
these hands that won't be still
these teeth that bite their tongue
born in these dark woods
to live chained or die unchanged

• Electronic
• darkwave
• synth pop
• Peterborough