[Verse I]
I stitched a chapel from your absence,
Every echo a stained-glass confession,
And light dripped like molten silver down my spine.
Your shadow dances on my ribcage,
A litany of phantom fingers tracing
Every hymn I’ve swallowed whole.
[Pre-Chorus]
Your silence is incense burning me,
A fragrance of everything I never said,
And I kneel in its smoke willingly.
[Chorus]
Carve your name into the marble of my veins,
Bleed your faith through the corridors of my flesh,
I’ll let your sorrow bloom like frost beneath my tongue.
If love is a crypt, bury me beneath your breath,
Where even angels lose their prayers,
And let my heartbeat toll the bells you rang.
[Verse II]
You move like a requiem through water,
A saint fractured into luminous shards,
And mercy burns me in quiet arcs.
Each kiss is a psalm of ash and honey,
A sermon of what is holy and forbidden,
And I—
I kneel, an altar of devotion unfinished.
[Pre-Chorus II]
Every pulse is a clandestine vow,
Every wound a door you alone can open,
And I surrender to the gravity of your quiet.
[Chorus]
Carve your name into the marble of my veins,
Bleed your faith through the corridors of my flesh,
I’ll let your sorrow bloom like frost beneath my tongue.
If love is a crypt, bury me beneath your breath,
Where even angels lose their prayers,
And let my heartbeat toll the bells you rang.
[Bridge]
Your breath—an oratorio beneath my chest,
Your touch—a cathedral collapsing in rhythm,
I am nothing but your relic,
A devotion bound in whispered stone.
[Final Chorus / Outro]
Take my voice and shape it into shadow,
Let the silence become your hymn,
If love is ruin, let me be your sacrament.
And when the world forgets my name,
Remember I was holy in your flame—
And I bowed willingly, again and again.
