About this song
A person should die the death they deserve. For Vraska, this has always been a simple creed, until the person she must kill is the one she loves. With a dagger in his heart and his hand holding hers, she gives him the only mercy she has left.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] No one remakes me. Not Bolas, not Phyrexia, and not you. You made a me who never knew a cage, and she laughed on a stone dragon's head. She said let's fight like assassins do, knives on knives, and her eyes were blue and lovely, and there was nothing in them. I didn't need a knife, love. I'd been charging since I left the ground. She went to stone with a little look of surprise, and I took her dress. [Verse 2] Before that, there was a beach inside your head, the tide coming in, and the tired piece of you who had lived through everything, with his feet in the water. An older me would have told him that your death was just. I told him I only wanted you to feel at peace. Then I swam out into the warm cove, and he smiled, and he followed me out. [Pre-Chorus] So I wore her white. I raised her hood. I walked right up to your side like I belonged there. [Chorus] A person should die the death they deserve. I lived by it. I never thought it would be yours. Swift and just, my dagger in your heart, your hand on mine, holding it there. You are my curiosity. You are every time I'm unafraid to start over. [Verse 3] You went warm and then you went still in my arms, and the others held me, and I didn't feel them. The witch knelt down and wept on your chest, and a blue star climbed out of you and went through the window, and it tasted of rain and a deep cold lake, and we carried you home. [Bridge] They laid you in the lake on Vryn, wrapped in cloth, a son of Vryn. I drank tea with your mother, and I said I'm sorry to everyone who said it to me. Then someone knocked at the door, and she smiled the way you smiled. [Chorus] A person should die the death they deserve. I lived by it. I never thought it would be yours. Swift and just, my dagger in your heart, your hand on mine, holding it there. You are my curiosity. You are every time I'm unafraid to start over. [Outro] All I can do is start over. So I will.



