Lyrics

She drifts through silence, her rhythm misaligned,
Hair tangled in ash, eyes trailing behind.
The echoes of war still cling to her skin,
But deep in the cracks, the weakness begins.

Paint is flaking, smile worn thin,
Time carves shadows deep within.

Shattered porcelain, breaking slow,
Held by memories she can’t let go.
She was never made to last this long,
Every breath is a fading song.
Shattered porcelain, glass and grace,
A fragile frame in a dying place.

She once moved like thunder, controlled and divine,
Now rust lines her joints like forgotten design.
The weight of the silence pulls at her seams,
She falls asleep to unfinished dreams.

Every scar a silent prayer,
Even steel can crack with care.

Shattered porcelain, breaking slow,
Held by memories she can’t let go.
She was never made to last this long,
Every breath is a fading song.
Shattered porcelain, thread and dust,
Turning strength into quiet rust.

No one told her hearts could bleed
Through crafted limbs and porcelain need.
No one warned her of the strain,
That even dolls can drown in pain.

Shattered porcelain, final strain,
Crashing soft like whispered rain.
Her silence cracks beneath the skin,
A porcelain doll, no order left within.