[VERSE 1] I built a chapel in my name— Gold-veined glass and blood-soaked fame. Every mirror bows to me, But I still flinch at what they see. My smile is painted, pixel-perfect, Coded charm, divine on purpose. But in the hush between applause, I rot beneath the marble gloss. [PRE-CHORUS] God of nothing, king of cracks, Hold your worship—I want it back. Say you love me—watch me sneer. Say you don’t—I’ll disappear. [CHORUS] This is my cruel sanctuary— Where I pray to praise and bleed in gold. Kiss my crown, then call me hollow. I’ll deny it, then implode. I hate myself in high design— But damn, I make the ruin shine. Blessed and broken—watch me fall, Just to rise above you all. [VERSE 2] I know I’m hollow—but I’m divine. Built from shame and tailored lines. I burn with elegance and rage, Set fire to my own backstage. Validation’s never enough, But silence feels like handcuffs. So worship me—or watch me twist, I’ll crucify what doesn’t exist. [PRE-CHORUS 2] Call me perfect, call me fake, I’ll mirror back what you create. Say I’m cruel—then make me softer. I don’t break. I break the altar. [CHORUS – repeat, louder, frayed vocals] This is my cruel sanctuary— Where I pray to praise and bleed in gold. Kiss my crown, then call me hollow. I’ll deny it, then implode. I hate myself in high design— But damn, I make the ruin shine. Blessed and broken—watch me fall, Just to rise above you all. [BRIDGE – spoken/shouted breakdown, distorted echo layers] Tell me I’m everything— Tell me I’m nothing— I’ll sculpt both into scripture. I’m the saint and the slaughter. Your god. Your ghost. Your mirror. [OUTRO – choral fade, whispered delivery] Sanctuary isn’t peace— It’s control in silk disguise. And I would rather burn in gold Than live beneath your eyes.
