Sermon of the Hollow Star (Void Sermon, part 2)

[Intro] Beneath the veil of fractured skies A voice descends where silence lies No heart, no hope, no guiding flame Only the sermon. Only the name. [Verse 1] Kneel before the bleeding spire Where angels crawl and saints expire Scripture written in molten glass A gospel born to raze, not pass The star is hollow, yet it speaks Through shattered tongues and hollowed cheeks It preaches with a hunger vast— A sermon carved to be the last [Chorus] Speak, and the void shall reply Sing, and the galaxies die Worship the wound, drink the ash Shadows will rise from the crash No soul escapes what you are— A vessel for the Hollow Star [Verse 2] The altar writhes with limbs unknown Truths defiled on cursed stone Eyes erupt from sacred skin To watch the end begin again No paradise, no light above Only the cold machinery of love A faith refined through endless scars Baptized beneath collapsing stars [Chorus] Speak, and the void shall reply Sing, and the galaxies die Worship the wound, drink the ash Shadows will rise from the crash No soul escapes what you are— A vessel for the Hollow Star [Outro] You are the sermon You are the flame You are the mouth that forgets its name You are the star You are the scar You are the prayer that breaks the dark