Lyric

I’m the breath behind the silver door

The heart I sold still beats for more

I fly from battles I cannot name

For I was born to burn—without a flame

Call me coward, call me king

I only fear the love you’d bring

If I let you in, would you stay?

Or watch my colors wash away?

Feathers fall from shoulders black

A midnight bird that won’t turn back

I bargain skies for borrowed power

A gilded cage, an ivory tower

They call me noble, brilliant, wild

Yet I’m still that trembling child

Who learned too soon the price of vow—

To flee is all I know, till now

Every spell I weave is hollow

Perfumed lies the brave won’t follow

But you, with ash upon your dress

Saw through the glamour I possess

I’m the breath behind the silver door

The heart I sold still beats for more

I fly from battles I cannot name

For I was born to burn—without a flame

Call me coward, call me king

I only fear the love you’d bring

If I let you in, would you stay?

Or watch my colors wash away?

Fire-demon bound within my chest

Keeper of all I can’t confess

He knows the names I’ve dared not speak

The vows I broke to save the weak

A thousand faces, painted gold

To mask the rot I cannot hold

Yet when you touched my falling hair

I felt the weight of true despair

I dreamed of running till I’m free

But freedom’s not infinity

It’s finding one who dares to see

The heart I swore I’d never be

If I change, if I bleed

Will you know the man I need?

If my wings lose all their hue

Will I still be loved by you?

I’m the breath behind the silver door

The heart I hid still beats for more

No more fleeing nameless night

I choose your hand—I choose the fight

Call me coward, call me king

I’ll bear the cost that hope may bring

If I fall, then let it be—

For in your gaze, I’m finally free

Feathers drifting into dawn

The boy I was is nearly gone

But in the ruins of my shame

You taught my flame to keep its name