Verse 1
Badge bent on ninth floor
Irons gripped the leather tight
Gauntlet chose a host
Stitched my lungs with ancient burning light
No precinct
No laws
The balance has a set of jagged claws
Hey
The blade never asks twice
Pre-Chorus
They wanted us quiet
They wanted us clean
We chose the riot
We chose the machine
Chorus
We are the daughters they tried to file down
Holy blood
Steel fist
Green hair crown
Pray for a mercy
Pray for a fight
Burning the system
Burning the night
Verse 2
Habit in a trash can
Patience running from the stone
Mariella nailed
Now the spear is all I ever own
Two thousand years of martyrs
Two thousand years of fear
Inquisition calling
No one home to listen here
Hey
No pope owns my spine
Pre-Chorus
They wanted us quiet
They wanted us clean
We chose the riot
We chose the machine
Chorus
We are the daughters they tried to file down
Holy blood
Steel fist
Green hair crown
Pray for a mercy
Pray for a fight
Burning the system
Burning the night
Bridge
Sixteen with the armor underneath the skin
Sixteen with the metal where the nerves begin
Slicing every thought
Slicing every thread
Leaving all the hollow labs for dead
We short circuit the war
We short circuit the hate
We short circuit the binary state
Chorus
We are the daughters they tried to file down
Holy blood
Steel fist
Green hair crown
Pray for a mercy
Pray for a fight
Burning the system
Burning the night
Drop
Spear
Gauntlet
Speed
Spite
Witchblade
Witchblade
Crown of the night
We never die quiet
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