Beautiful Scars

Disciple
Our faces were forgotten, the unrecognizable.
It's a mystery in this paradox.
In a time we were abandoned to amaze the miserable.
But that time has been forever lost.
We have been reborn.
We were the bruised, we were the broken,
We don't live in pieces anymore.
We have won, we have overcome
Our scars have been made beautiful.
We're the redeemed, this is who we are.
Our reflection's overtaken by the unexpectable
With the grace that takes the place of change.
Crimson cascading, keeps getting over, the most unforgivable,
Stealing all our sense away.
We have been reborn,
We were the bruised, we were the broken,
We don't live in pieces anymore.
We have won, we have overcome
Our scars have been made beautiful.
We're redeemed, this is who we are.
We are rising above this gravity,
We have been reborn,
We were the bruised, we were the broken,
We don't live in pieces anymore.
We have won, we have overcome
Our scars have been made beautiful.
Our scars have been made beautiful.
We're redeemed, this is who we are.
This is who we are, this is who we are