About this song
They stripped her name, bound her wings, and called it justice. She walked the low streets for centuries, a seraph serving alongside common soldiers. They called her Feather as an insult. She made it mean something. This is the song of the angel who wouldn't stay down.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] They took my name before they took my wings Wrapped them in chains and called it holy debt I walked the lower streets without a halo Where beggars knew me better than the blessed I carried swords for men who couldn't see me A sergeant's shadow where a seraph stood They called me Feather like a joke, a nothing A fallen thing too stubborn to stay down [Chorus] Nothing I carry is ever truly lost Nothing I give won't find its way back home You can strip the title, burn the name to ash But what I am keeps rising through the stone I was disgraced, I was forgotten I was the last name on their lips But everything that made me who I am Comes back, comes back, comes back to me again [Verse 2] I built an angel from my own reflection She wore the fire I wasn't allowed to hold And when she turned and said I had no right to lead I let her lock me in that silent cold But Ravnica was burning without me The sky was full of gods and golden chains I broke the cage with nothing but my patience And rose with every name I'd ever lost [Chorus] Nothing I carry is ever truly lost Nothing I give won't find its way back home You can strip the title, burn the name to ash But what I am keeps rising through the stone I was disgraced, I was forgotten I was the last name on their lips But everything that made me who I am Comes back, comes back, comes back to me again [Bridge] Pierakor az Vinrenn D'rav A name too long for anyone to say They gave me something smaller, something less And I became it anyway [Outro] I am the proof that what is thrown away Can learn to fly with borrowed wings And every kindness circles back around To the angel they forgot to break
