The Hollow Prayer Verse 1 Whispers crack beneath the choir, Smoke curls through vaulted air. Altar cold, devotion tired, Only echoes answer prayer. Pre‑Chorus (low chant) Every silence is a shrine, Built for those the heavens left behind. Chorus (growl/clean double layer) I call, but nothing stirs the sky, No hand descends, no angel cries. I am the echo left behind, A hollow prayer, unbreathed, unsigned. Bridge (instrumental) (Clean guitars ring with faint organ synth; feedback fades into ambient hum.) Ending (spoken low) “Father… the light forgot its name.”