[Verse 1] You pin your hair With a rusted cross Lace at your throat Like a quiet threat Ink on your wrists Spells out old psalms You twist the words Til they beg You drag that candle Down my chest Wax finds hollows Names each scar Slow Deliberate Like you’re filing teeth [Chorus] You taste like flesh under ashes Soft Then cinder on my tongue You pray in gasps against my shoulder Asking what we’ve both begun Flesh under ashes Ruin wrapped in something warm Hold me like a midnight sermon Make me feel your mouth your scorn [Verse 2] You count my ribs As if you’re tithing Your Mouth on each Until I shake Your laugh Low When I say “mercy” You press my wrists Into the dark oak floor Stained-glass moon On your bare back Colors crawl Over spine and bruise You arch You moan Slow Saint and sinner in one space [Chorus] You taste like flesh under ashes Soft Then cinder on my tongue You pray in gasps against my shoulder Asking what we’ve both begun Flesh under ashes Ruin wrapped in something warm Hold me like a midnight sermon Make me feel your mouth your scorn [Bridge] You make a chapel of the bedsheets Altar from the hollow of my hip Teeth trace vows along my thighs Nothing holy in your grip You say my name Like breaking glass Sharp Dangerous Falling into me I answer With the roughest blessing I own Taking you as my own The Madness in our game Is obvious to see I plung in your flesh you thrust back at me [Chorus] You taste like flesh under ashes Soft Then cinder on my tongue You pray in gasps against my shoulder Asking what we’ve both begun Flesh under ashes Ruin wrapped in something warm Hold me like a midnight sermon Make me feel your mouth your scorn
