Mark of Rumi (Song for Kpop Demon Hunters)

I used to sing like morning light

Now silence wraps my throat too tight

There's fire sleeping in my veins

A voice I fear, a voice I crave

You see the glitter in my eyes

But not the cracks behind the shine

A cursed note still left unsung

What if I am the demon I run from

Every mirror shows two faces

One in bloom, one bound in cages

I wear the mark beneath my skin

The shame I dance so no one sees within

I'm not your saint, not your sin

Not the devil, not the hymn

If I break, do I begin

To rise or fall within this skin

Tattooed in gold, but born from flame

You whisper truth—I burn the name

You want to heal what's underneath

But I'm the mark, and I still breathe

I trace the shape it left on me

Not chains—but threads of memory

A lullaby I never chose

A power wrapped in blackened rose

You love the light I try to keep

But would you stay if I unleashed

The part of me that never bowed

The scream that waits behind the sound

Every echo knows my secret

Every silence feeds the weakness

But if I speak, if I reveal

The wound becomes a blade to wield

I'm not your saint, not your sin

Not the whisper tucked within

If I shatter, will you hear

A voice that's louder than the fear

Tattooed in gold, but born from flame

You call me back—I leave the name

You try to save what I release

But I'm the mark, and I find peace

Let me burn

Let me bloom

Let me sing what I once knew

Not redemption, not regret

Just the truth I never said

I'm not your saint, not your sin

Not a cage you keep me in

If I rise, I rise alone

But I rise with fire in my bones

Etched in gold, I break the shame

This mark won't fade, it carves my name