"The Heretic's Prayer" lyrics by #DrPatty2e

Verse 1 They called them heretic, a thief of grace, For daring to rewrite the sacred scrolls. Their truth, a spark in burning place, A whisper they feared would wake the soul. On vestiges, their altars stand, A covenant of ash and fear. Though every stone their hands have thrown, Becomes a step that leads them here. Chorus And the heretic prays in tongues of fire, The light they curse won’t bow or break, Words defiant, hearts conspired. A blaze the darkness can’t forsake. Verse 2 The scripture’s ink is bitter wine, Pressed from lives they deemed unclean. Yet in the margins, they align With dreams they swore we’d never dream. Their flesh, their form, their lines erase, A palimpsest of shame and strife. But they are boundless, they are grace, A hymn unbroken, raw with life. Chorus And the heretic prays in tongues of fire, The light they curse won’t bow or break, Words defiant, hearts conspired. A blaze the darkness can’t forsake. Bridge Let their temples fall to ruin, Let their doctrines turn to dust. For they are the rebel they feared was human, Not forged of sin, but forged of trust. The heretic holds no holy land, No crown, no creed, no master’s hand. Yet still, they rise, defying fate, In love, in rage, they consecrate. Chorus And the heretic prays in tongues of fire, The light they curse won’t bow or break, Words defiant, hearts conspired. A blaze the darkness can’t forsake. Outro So cast your stones, proclaim your lies, Just know that truth won’t compromise. The heretic stands, unchained, alive, A testament that they survive.