[Intro – Solemn Guitar + Distant Choir]
[—> Clean guitar plucking slow, minor notes] [Drop C]
—> Background: a distant male choir chanting
[—> Whispered voice (demonic)]
“Open your mouth… let him speak.”
[→ Guitars crash in with down-picked sludge riffs]
[→ Drum fill (snare-heavy) slams into the first verse]
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[Verse 1 – Gritty, Slow, Spoken Rhythm]
I chewed the scripture line by line
My tongue turned black, my throat divine
I don’t pray—I just repeat
What the shadow screams beneath my feet
Knees on ash, blood on bone
Alone in crowds, but never alone
He speaks when I open wide
I wear his rage like I wear my pride
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[Pre-Chorus – Melodic / Tension Builds]
I didn’t ask to be the voice
But silence never gave a choice
So when I breathe, it’s not for me
I’m just the verse in blasphemy
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[Chorus – Heavy, Melodic, Choir Echoes]
Black tongue gospel, written in flame
I speak with fire, I spit his name
No redemption left to sell
No fear of God when you come from hell
If I smile with broken hands—
It’s not repentance
It’s the plan
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[Verse 2 – Expanded Imagery, Angrier Cadence]
I saw the priest try to cast it out
His cross caught fire, and his lungs gave out
I didn’t kneel—I didn’t run
I raised my voice, and blocked the sun
I hum in tones the dead still hear
Sing in keys that crack the mirror
Every lyric I recite
Is carved in flesh and sealed in night
This isn’t worship—it’s revolt
A sacred vow inside a jolt
I’m not possessed—I let him feed
He speaks in hunger, I plant the seed
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[Breakdown 1 – Guitar-Driven, Choir-Backed Violence]
I AM THE BOOK THAT SHOULDN’T BE READ!
I AM THE SERMON THE SAINTS DREAD!
BEND THE KNEE, RIP YOUR THROAT!
THIS IS THE GOSPEL THAT MAKES YOU CHOKE!
[→ Massive drop C chugs, tom-heavy drums]
[→ Choir chanting faintly underneath (Latin, D minor harmony)]
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[Bridge – Spoken Interlude + Chant]
[Whispers over slow clean picking]
“Corpus. Verbum. Daemoni.”
(“Body. Word. Demon.”)
[Spoken]
You don’t hear me.
You hear what I let through.
[Short instrumental pause — deep breath]
[→ Guitars come back in slowly, building toward…]
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[Breakdown 2 – Doom-Fueled Ritual Collapse]
THE FLAME WON’T DIE—IT NEVER LEFT!
YOU CALL IT SIN—I CALL IT BREATH!
YOUR PRAYERS ARE DUST, YOUR FAITH IS FRAUD!
I AM THE BLADE THAT BLEEDS YOUR GOD!
[→ Everything slows]
[→ Final double-kick thunder, guttural scream trails]
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[Final Chorus – Bigger, Slower, Haunting]
Black tongue gospel, written in flame
I speak with fire, I spit his name
No redemption left to sell
No fear of God when you come from hell
The altar breaks, the choir screams
I am the death behind your dreams
If I smile with broken hands—
It’s not repentance
It’s the plan
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[Outro – Choir Only, Echoes + Whisper]
[—> Choir sings softly as guitars fade]
“Domine, libera me…”
“Domine, libera me…”
[—> One final whisper]
“He speaks through me now… forever.”
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