Title: "Flesh Psalm" --- [Verse I] I was born before the sky could scream, Before gods could lie, before time could bleed. The stars were graves, not lights for dreamsā I spoke to silence, and silence agreed. [Chorus] We are dust longing to mean something, Bones begging for warmth in a godless spring. Love is a myth carved into dead trees, Even the sun forgets what it sees. [Verse II] Your face is a war I keep losing each night, Your eyes like altars where nothing feels right. I kissed your shadow, I drank your decay, But your soul was a mirror that turned me away. --- [Verse III ā Biblical Fragment] And lo, I dreamt of a lamb with eyes sewn shut, Dripping blood from a crown of unlit suns. Its tongue spoke thunder, but only in reverseā "The first shall rot, the last shall curse." --- [Bridge] The womb is a coffin that lies with a smile, Hope is a virus passed down through denial. We pray to machines, to fleshless designsā But death, the only god, always replies. --- [Outro ā Voidcore / Surrealism] My mouth spills static into oceans of glass, I melt between seconds where language canāt pass. Skinned time swings from a neuron treeā The moon eats its children, starting with me. No name. No form. No light. No breath. Only the echo of a god's last death.
