Molding Bread Pt. 1 by Elizabeth Hetzel Lyrics

[Verse]

There's a loss gone bad like molding bread
In a seldom used cupboard made
From the ashes of our sins

An hourglass flipped, rerun the sands of time
To start anew all that you obliterated

[Chorus]

But Isaiah's revelations weren't reflections of barbaric insurrection

[Verse]

You held me like a flytrap holds its prey
Teeth like poison sink into my flesh
Sprouting wounds instead of stems

Honeycomb hexagons dot my skin
Constellations of mirror dimensions where the world is at its end
[Chorus]

But Isaiah's revelations weren't reflections of barbaric insurrection
No Isaiah's revelations weren't reflections of barbaric insurrection

[Bridge]

But there's sun in my eyes and salvation across the sea and stars
And heaven knows how to pick and choose
Its fights with those who fall

There's no happy ending but who says 'you can't try'?

After all
We know heaven's not your type

[Pre-Chorus]
And its a loss gone bad like molding bread

[Chorus]
And Isaiah's revelations weren't reflections of barbaric insurrection
No Isaiah's revelations weren't reflections of barbaric insurrection