Blood on the Altar - The Last Door by Biscuit🔱

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[6] Seek ye the LORD while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near: 
[7] Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the LORD, and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.
~ Isaiah 55:6-7

Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat:
~ Matthew 7:13

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“Blood on the Altar (The Last Door)”

[INTRO – The Door Is Real]
(Ambient pads, reversed sounds, faint fire crackle, low heartbeat)
(Soft chant, spoken delivery in layered vocals)

[Spoken/Chanted]
We made it.
Every beast. Burned.
Every town. Gone.
Now just the door.
It’s actually real.
And it’s waiting.

“Turn back.”
“Seek mercy.”
“He watches.”

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[VERSE 1 – Echoes in the Flame]
(808s drop. Flow begins. Beat kicks in subtle.)

They said He’d kneel.
We stormed the field.
We raised the torch.
We broke their shield.

I saw a child
still singing hymns.
As flames took her…
She prayed for me.

“Forgive them… they don’t know.”
That line. Won’t go.
That line won’t go.
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[PRE-CHORUS – The Divide]
(Trap hats rise, distorted whispers layer in)
(Low sung vocals like a mantra)

One knelt.
Then two.
We laughed.
We pushed through.

Blood on our boots,
truth in our chests…
But some hearts
started beating less.

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[CHORUS – Blood on the Altar]
(Full drop. Dark gospel choir layered over hard bass. Soulful + militant.)

Blood on the altar — it drips for the blind
We carried the fire — and left peace behind
We opened the door with a sword and a scream
Now we stand in a silence… we don’t understand.
“Blood on the altar — He ain’t hiding no more”
“We could’ve turned back… but we kicked down the door.”

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[VERSE 2 – The Choice Was Ours]
(Drums pull back, ambient organ + vocal reverb)
(Tone: reflective, pained, inner conflict)

I heard their cries
in the burning smoke.
“Mercy still waits.”
But we treated it like a joke.

A few fell down.
We called ’em weak.
But their silence
started to speak.

Now I see the names…
carved into the floor.
They weren’t really beasts.
No, Not anymore.

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[BRIDGE – The Door Opens]
(Silence. Bell toll. Minimal beat. Whispered vocals.)

We kicked them aside.
We kicked open the door.
We walked in proud.
No words spoken.

No Army.
No roar.
Just silence… the Throne…
And….the altar.

And it was bleeding.
Still…

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[FINAL CHORUS – Judgment by Reflection]
(Massive orchestral/gospel/trap fusion — full harmonic build.)

Blood on the altar — they warned us to kneel
We danced in the fire — and then called it real
We built a crown from the bones of the pure
Now we drown in the silence we swore we’d endure

Blood on the altar — it’s too late to undo
We thought we knew truth… but the truth knows you.

⸻

[OUTRO – Whispered Echo & Fade]
(Heartbeat slows. Rainfall. Angelic choir returns.)
(One line echoes through ambient swirl.)

We chose this.
The altar remembers.

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These songs were born from the 4th song (already published) titled “One Step from Oblivion”. Based upon the premise of “Heroes” raiding a dungeon to kill the end Boss. However the whole song and all of these songs are an Allegory with a much deeper meaning…I invite you to find out 🙏🏼. *** [6] Seek ye the LORD while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near: [7] Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the LORD, and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon. ~ Isaiah 55:6-7 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: ~ Matthew 7:13 *** ————————————————————— “Blood on the Altar (The Last Door)” [INTRO – The Door Is Real] (Ambient pads, reversed sounds, faint fire crackle, low heartbeat) (Soft chant, spoken delivery in layered vocals) [Spoken/Chanted] We made it. Every beast. Burned. Every town. Gone. Now just the door. It’s actually real. And it’s waiting. “Turn back.” “Seek mercy.” “He watches.” ⸻ [VERSE 1 – Echoes in the Flame] (808s drop. Flow begins. Beat kicks in subtle.) They said He’d kneel. We stormed the field. We raised the torch. We broke their shield. I saw a child still singing hymns. As flames took her… She prayed for me. “Forgive them… they don’t know.” That line. Won’t go. That line won’t go. ⸻ [PRE-CHORUS – The Divide] (Trap hats rise, distorted whispers layer in) (Low sung vocals like a mantra) One knelt. Then two. We laughed. We pushed through. Blood on our boots, truth in our chests… But some hearts started beating less. ⸻ [CHORUS – Blood on the Altar] (Full drop. Dark gospel choir layered over hard bass. Soulful + militant.) Blood on the altar — it drips for the blind We carried the fire — and left peace behind We opened the door with a sword and a scream Now we stand in a silence… we don’t understand. “Blood on the altar — He ain’t hiding no more” “We could’ve turned back… but we kicked down the door.” ⸻ [VERSE 2 – The Choice Was Ours] (Drums pull back, ambient organ + vocal reverb) (Tone: reflective, pained, inner conflict) I heard their cries in the burning smoke. “Mercy still waits.” But we treated it like a joke. A few fell down. We called ’em weak. But their silence started to speak. Now I see the names… carved into the floor. They weren’t really beasts. No, Not anymore. ⸻ [BRIDGE – The Door Opens] (Silence. Bell toll. Minimal beat. Whispered vocals.) We kicked them aside. We kicked open the door. We walked in proud. No words spoken. No Army. No roar. Just silence… the Throne… And….the altar. And it was bleeding. Still… ⸻ [FINAL CHORUS – Judgment by Reflection] (Massive orchestral/gospel/trap fusion — full harmonic build.) Blood on the altar — they warned us to kneel We danced in the fire — and then called it real We built a crown from the bones of the pure Now we drown in the silence we swore we’d endure Blood on the altar — it’s too late to undo We thought we knew truth… but the truth knows you. ⸻ [OUTRO – Whispered Echo & Fade] (Heartbeat slows. Rainfall. Angelic choir returns.) (One line echoes through ambient swirl.) We chose this. The altar remembers.

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