You kissed me like a funeral, Soft lips and a closing bell. Told me heaven’s not a place— It’s just a story we tell. I wore your love like chains, Polished rust across my skin. You said “forever” like a weapon, And I let you pull me in. Now I’m burning slow in velvet ashes, Your name still carved behind my teeth. I sang our requiem through static crashes, But love like ours don’t find relief. Your ghost still haunts the red room, Where the amp first caught on fire. Every chord I wrote for you— Bled smoke, bled truth, bled choir. You kissed me like a warning, Like the stage was made of glass. I fell through every lyric, Still chasing what won’t last. Now I’m burning slow in velvet ashes, Your name still carved behind my teeth. I sang our requiem through static crashes, But love like ours don’t find relief. If I scream loud enough, Can I wake the dead? Or will I find you waiting In the verses I never said? Now I’m burning slow in velvet ashes, A crown of thorns around my soul. I drank your silence like it was sacred, But even saints can lose control. Now I'm covered in velvet ashes. Torn from the cathedrals cross if love wasnt meant to hold me then tell me who was. A’ dol a dh’èirigh às an luaithre. Eu-coltach ri ar gaol.

