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[Instrumental]
[Intro]
Every time I pretend I’m righteous…
I can hear the rot beneath it.
And I keep fucking digging—
hoping there’s a saint under all this ruin.
There isn’t.
[Verse]
I wear morality like a mask soaked in gasoline,
strike a match with every argument
and call the flames pristine.
I’m not defending justice—
I’m defending my reflection,
building holy altars
out of guilt and self-rejection.
I swing “virtue” like a weapon
at anything that moves,
not because I’m noble—
because I need the fucking proof
that I’m worth something
beneath the mess I’ve made,
beneath the failures I baptized,
beneath the love I betrayed.
I’m righteous for the wrong damn reasons,
a saint of self-destruction,
drowning in the praise I crave
but choking on the corruption.
I preach like I’m enlightened
but I’m terrified as hell,
I punish others for their sins
’cause I can’t forgive myself.
[Pre Chorus]
Don’t call me holy—
I’m just afraid of who I really am.
[Chorus]
Set myself on fire again,
call it virtue, call it penance.
I scream “holy” while I drown—
self-made martyr, broken crown.
Halo rusted, faith undone,
praying to a silent god.
[Verse]
I’m the judge, the jury, and the sentence I impose,
executing every failure like it’s poetry I chose.
I demand perfection
from a soul that’s cracked to hell,
I nail myself to crosses
just to say I’m doing well.
I call it discipline—
but it’s torture in disguise.
I call it righteousness—
but it’s ego on the rise.
I’m addicted to the feeling
of dragging myself through flames,
’cause at least the fire numbs
the fucking shame.
I crucify my conscience
for sins I didn’t commit,
I rip open every wound
just to prove I still feel shit.
And when the world applauds me,
I feel even more alone—
another fucking fraud
building kingdoms out of bone.
[Pre Chorus]
I don’t want redemption…
I just want the pain to mean something.
[Chorus]
Set myself on fire again,
call it virtue, call it penance.
I scream “holy” while I drown—
self-made martyr, broken crown.
Halo rusted, faith undone,
praying to a silent god.
[Instrumental]
[Bridge]
Truth is—
I don’t want redemption.
I want the damage
to mean something.
Strip the virtue.
Strip the lie.
There was never holiness—
just fear I couldn’t hide.
BREAK
THE
SOUL—
LET THE TRUTH COME THROUGH.
[Chorus]
Set myself on fire again,
call it virtue, call it penance.
I scream “holy” while I drown—
self-made martyr, broken crown.
Halo rusted, faith undone,
praying to a silent god—
all this pain and all this fire
just to prove I’m not a fraud.
[Outro]
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Details
GeneratedAug 1, 2026
Duration5:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
Screamo, heavy riffs, soft melody, raspy male vocals, cynical
Credits
Prompt byModalNeuron811
ModelAria v5.5
