[Intro – Low growl, heartbeat replaced by flies buzzing faintly, child voice:]
“You don’t scare me…”
Good.
You should worship me instead.
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[Verse 1 – Clean vocals, icy and low]
There’s something sacred in decay
Where skin peels back and ghosts obey
I watched the light give up the fight
And bloom into my birthright
You prayed for peace—I gave you flame
Tore out my past, forgot my name
They said “heal” and I said “why?”
I’d rather be the reason they cry
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[Pre-Chorus – Spoken-sung, subtle demonic harmony]
I’m not sick, I’m not lost
I am the voice inside your cross
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[Chorus – Screamed lead with clean vocal harmony underneath]
I am the rot that lives in your bones
The scream behind your holy tones
You built a cage, I chewed the bars
Now I wear your sins like battle scars
Don’t run—I’ll always be near
Your silence only feeds my fear
You wanted light, but I forgot—
I’m not the victim—
I am the rot
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[Verse 2 – Rhythmic, intense delivery, glitchy vocal fx]
I shed my shame and grew in mold
A beautiful bloom, black and bold
I kissed the knife and pulled it close
It carved the truth between my ghosts
Now I breathe in ash and spit in tongues
Laugh through hymns and murder suns
I walk the earth with no disguise
A god of rot behind these eyes
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[Pre-Chorus – Whispered growl layered over melodic hum]
You prayed for light… but light decays.
And I was born to end your days.
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[Chorus – Repeat, harder delivery, added distorted guitar accents]
I am the rot that lives in your bones
The scream behind your holy tones
You built a cage, I chewed the bars
Now I wear your sins like battle scars
Don’t run—I’ll always be near
Your silence only feeds my fear
You wanted light, but I forgot—
I’m not the victim—
I am the rot
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[Breakdown – Sudden silence, then hell opens. Slow, thunderous tempo.]
(ROT WITH ME!)
FEED THE GROUND WITH EVERYTHING PURE!
LET THE FLIES LICK CLEAN WHAT YOU ENDURE!
I AM THE WORM IN YOUR SCRIPTURE’S CORE!
THE STAIN THAT CAN’T BE WASHED NO MORE!
I. AM. THE. ROT.
AND YOU’RE NEXT.
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[Bridge – Spoken childlike voice layered over distorted instrumental]
“You wanted to be clean…
But I think you look better broken.”
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[Final Chorus – Dragged tempo, monstrous delivery, melodic harmonies beneath rage]
I am the rot beneath your skin
The end of where your faith begins
I tore the pages from your grace
And carved my name into your face
You thought I’d beg, you thought I’d plead
But I just smiled—and watched you bleed
No resurrection, no new plot
You had a soul…
Now I’m the rot.
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[Outro – Blood dripping, a slow exhale… final whisper:]
Now kneel. And bloom.
DemonicPrisma
