Mecca by Outlier (USA) Lyrics

Congregating above my head, I became far too willing
Grace has mistaken me for someone worthy

Golden shades cascaded onto my face as breath escaped me

Was it passion or fury that flowed through my teeth, biting and scarring your skin?

What has been the fate of my idols?
They are forgotten, forever dead
Will I become my own worst fear?
Yes, you will
Yes, I will