Ashes

(Verse)
Out on a flatline Texas sky
Wooden walls and a prophecy
Static hum on a late-night dial
Promises burning quietly
He spoke in riddles, book in hand
Seven seals and gasoline
Heaven hanging by a thread
Between the truth and kerosene
(Verse)
Children drawing on chapel floors
Sermons thick as summer heat
Outside lines in armored rows
Inside hearts that skipped a beat
Radio prayers and headlines scream
Truth gets tangled in between
Somewhere in that fever dream
Faith was thinner than it seemed
(Pre-Chorus)
Blind faith in a plywood tower
Dust and doubt in every room
Whispers turning into power
Flowers blooming into gloom
(Chorus)
We were waiting for a sign in the smoke
Watching angels turn to crows
We were calling out a holy name
But it echoed back in flames
(Verse)
Static on the TV glow
Crucified on the six o’clock news
Somewhere truth got buried low
Under ashes and abused
No saints rise from gasoline
No kingdom carved from fear
Just a scar where faith had been
And silence ringing clear
(Chorus)
We were waiting for a sign in the smoke
Watching angels turn to crows
We were calling out a holy name
But it echoed back in flames
(Chorus)
We were waiting for a sign in the smoke
Watching angels turn to crows
We were calling out a holy name
But it echoed back in flames

Grunge alternative rock with heavy distortion down tuned guitar and gritty, scratchy male vocals