[Verse] We kneel where the candles gutter low Stone floors cold as unmarked graves Hands folded in quiet obedience Silver rosaries rusted with age We whisper prayers with sharpened tongues And drink the silence the living fear We are the choir the night remembers Clad in veils of crimson devotion [Verse] No saints walk these cloistered halls Only shadows that know our names We learned faith from hunger’s scripture And salvation from warm open veins The altar is stained with ancient rites The hymn is sung in breath and bone We do not beg for heaven’s mercy We answer heaven with our own [Chorus] Nun too holy None too pure We drink the sacred To endure Blood is gospel Flesh is choir Kneel with reverence Feed the fire [Verse] Confession tastes like trembling skin Red blessing spilled on waiting lips We baptize the devout in darkness Guide their pulse to sacred abyss The bell tower tolls without witness No angels descend, no skies break Only the quiet vow of hunger Only the thirst no prayer can shake [Bridge] We are the silence after amen We are the breath behind the light We are the hands upon the heart When it stops in the middle of night We are devotion without forgiveness Unrepentant, solemn, still We do not serve a god above We serve the blood that bids us kill [Chorus] Nun too holy None too pure We drink the sacred To endure Blood is gospel Flesh is choir Kneel with reverence Feed the fire [Outro] So come with open throat and faith And lay your sins upon our shrine No prayer is lost in this dark chapel No soul denied — all are entwined The final blessing is surrender And the sacrament is deep and red For we are the brides of hunger And we are never underfed
