[Verse 1] I opened the gates with trembling hands, Brought shadows to dance where prayer once stand. A fiend in the choir, a breath out of place; The god I betrayed stared down my face. [Verse 2] Pearl-white tendrils crawl soft on my skin, Strands of my curse where light should have been. Bound to the chapel, alive yet confined; The price for the silence that answered my mind. [Chorus] A requiver beneath bones, cold and severe, A seraphfract breaking all I hold dear. A single tear falls, silent and pale; A miracle twisted into my jail. [Verse 3] No bells, no sermons, no hands to embrace; Only the chill of a god’s erased face. My prayers grow roots in soil and dirt, Still blooming in chambers where all left but death. [Verse 4] My chapel of ruin remembers my name, Each echo inscribed in sorrow and flame. These tendrils, once gentle, now tighten and choke; A relic that breathes but never awoke. [Chorus] A requiver beneath bones, cold and severe, A seraphfract breaking all I hold dear. A single tear falls, silent and pale; A miracle twisted into my jail. [Bridge] A mindtrace remains where the faithful once cried, A whimghost that hums where the angels all died. I wear my salvation like shrapnel and lace; A wound in the shape of divine embrace. [Verse 5] Then silence unsealed the cathedral's breath, The stone split open and whispered of death. I stepped past the threshold, the curse in my veins; Still living, still whole... yet nothing remains. [Chorus] A requiver beneath bones, cold and severe, A seraphfract breaking all I hold dear. A single milky tear falls, silent and pale; A miracle twisted into my jail. [Outro] No altar to hold me, no vow left to keep; But pearl tendrils follow wherever I sleep.
