[Intro – Whispered, menacing] Bless me, father, for I’m about to sin... And this time, I’m not asking permission. [Verse 1 – Sung with restraint and venom] I was born from the mirror’s rage, A scarred reflection on a holy stage. I wear the mask they gave to me, But underneath, I'm the enemy. Crucifix in my mouth, I chew on glass, Every Sunday’s just a sermon in a ski mask. Paint my halo black with tar, I baptized myself in a stolen car. [Pre-Chorus – Building tension] Burn the truth and light the shame, This broken god still knows my name. I bled for fame and kissed the blade, In your heaven, I misbehave. [Chorus – Explosive, distorted, shouted] 🩸 Welcome to the Church of the Broken Face, Where sinners kneel and saints disgrace! 🕯 Pray to the wound, confess to the flame— The devil and I are one and the same! 🎭 There’s no salvation in this place, Only the mirror and your broken face. [Verse 2 – Spoken/sung in hypnotic cadence] Tongue like a razor, truth like a drug, Every kiss from me will smear your love. Tear off your morals, peel off your skin, Let the real you crawl from within. Preach with bullets, sing in screams, Wake the dead from twisted dreams. The gospel's inked in blood and lies, A crucified god with dollar-sign eyes. [Pre-Chorus – Screamed softly, then louder] The choir hums a requiem, While angels beg to sin again. This is the sermon of the damned— Open your mouth and take my hand. [Chorus – Even more aggressive] 🩸 Welcome to the Church of the Broken Face, Where truth decays and gods erase! 🕯 Pray to the shadow, embrace your pain— We’ll worship what's left after shame. 🎭 Heaven is closed, hell’s out of place, So we gather here, with a broken face. [Bridge – Industrial breakdown, eerie whispers] I am the gospel of the grotesque, A martyr with a latex neck. Your prophet’s high on rotten fame, I’m not your savior, I’m your flame… (Screamed) FLAME! [Final Chorus – Full instrumentation, chaotic vocals] 🩸 This is the Church of the Broken Face, Where sinners thrive in holy disgrace! 🕯 Burn your shame, dance in decay— Your god is dead, but I still play! 🎭 Join the cult, erase the grace— Let’s rise tonight with a broken face! [Outro – Quiet, echoing, fading into static] Ashes to ashes... Screams to silence... Amen.
