A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become Woven into dust, they're watching me Now I need the pain, to return, to transcend and to believe. I need the pain It's all I am A lesson to be learned And be forgotten ♪ A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become Woven into dust, they're watching me ♪ To pretend to be detached from the fabric of constant change To deny a connection to the threads that make you whole But hell is what you need ♪ To achieve And maintain peace It's what you need I need the pain To feel alive A lesson to be learned When I shed my skin To cherish tradition I will claw beneath the folds And find ash where the eyes should be They're collecting what's left of my bones ♪ And putting them in little jars Adorning them with diamonds And resting me below the sun Ancestral I become ♪ And woven into the dust, into the dust ♪ A mask burnt into my skin, ancestral I become Woven into dust, they're watching me Now I need the pain, to return, to transcend and to be free.