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inverted Spire

V5.5

[Intro: whispered, distorted] No curse. No heaven. No mercy. No name. [Verse 1: guttural] Born in the rot of a golden cage Fed to the clan like a dog on a chain They looked for power in the blood of a child Found only hunger with a butcher’s smile No cursed flame in my hollow veins No sacred hymn, no honored name Just bone and tendon, steel and spite A godless thing in the mouth of night [Pre-Chorus: growled] I was made where the weak get buried I was raised where the strong stay blind You call it heaven’s restriction I call it surviving the knife [Chorus: brutal] HEAVEN HAS NO PULSE BUT I STILL BREATHE DRAG MY NAME THROUGH YOUR DYNASTY NO CURSE IN ME NO GOD ABOVE JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING WITH A FISTFUL OF BLOOD [Verse 2: fast, vicious] Zenin teeth in the back of my skull Every prayer was a funeral bell They bowed to monsters dressed as kings So I learned to kill invisible things Contract signed in a dead man’s grin Coin in the mouth, blade under skin I don’t need fate, I don’t need pride I leave saints opened from the inside [Pre-Chorus: growled] I was the shadow they denied The stain they couldn’t clean A body built for slaughter A ghost they never seen [Chorus: brutal] HEAVEN HAS NO PULSE BUT I STILL BREATHE DRAG MY NAME THROUGH YOUR DYNASTY NO CURSE IN ME NO GOD ABOVE JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING WITH A FISTFUL OF BLOOD [Breakdown: slow, crushing] Bow. Bleed. Break. Repeat. Bow. Bleed. Break. Repeat. I killed your gods with empty hands I buried fate in cursed sand I sold my soul, I sold my name But not the boy born from my shame [Bridge: whispered, almost human] Megumi… I left you in a world with teeth. I told myself it didn’t matter. Liar. Liar. Liar. [Verse 3: building, furious] Fatherhood rots in a mercenary chest Love is a wound that never rests I ran from softness, ran from home Made every heartbeat a killing stone But somewhere under the graveyard grin There’s a man I buried under sin If hell has gates, I’ll kick them through With every ghost I ever knew [Final Chorus: huge, savage] HEAVEN HAS NO PULSE BUT I STILL BREATHE DRAG MY NAME THROUGH YOUR DYNASTY NO CURSE IN ME NO GOD ABOVE JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING WITH A FISTFUL OF BLOOD HEAVEN HAS NO PULSE AND NEITHER DO I I WAS BORN TO VANISH BUT TOO MEAN TO DIE [Outro: guttural chant] No curse. No clan. No crown. No grave. No curse. No clan. No crown. No grave. [Final scream] I AM THE KNIFE THEY COULDN’T PRAY AWAY.