Temptation

We built our thrones from splintered bones,

Cathedrals made of borrowed breath,

Gold in our mouths, ash in our lungs,

We kiss the blade and call it faith.

Hands in the fire, eyes on the crown,

We trade tomorrow for a throne of now,

Every promise tastes like rust,

Every oath is a loaded gun.

Mirror, mirror, teach me the lie,

Make me a god in a world that dies.

This is the temptation of mankind,

To drink from the well of its own decay,

We crave the fall, we crown the crime,

We feed the dark and call it “the way.”

Bite the fruit, feel the poison bloom,

Heaven burns in a borrowed flame,

This is the temptation of mankind,

We choose the wound and curse the pain.

We carve our names in living stone,

So time can choke on what we’ve done,

Build empires out of hollow screams,

March in lines toward the setting sun.

Mercy sold in measured drops,

Truth wears masks with diamond eyes,

We make a feast of broken vows,

And call the silence compromise.

Teach my shadow how to pray,

Show my hunger a holy way.

This is the temptation of mankind,

To drink from the well of its own decay,

We crave the fall, we crown the crime,

We feed the dark and call it “the way.”

Bite the fruit, feel the poison bloom,

Heaven burns in a borrowed flame,

This is the temptation of mankind,

We choose the wound and curse the pain.

I am the altar, I am the knife,

I am the whisper that bargains with life,

I am the fear in the mirror’s grin,

I am the gate that lets the ruin in.

Swallow the crown.

Kneel to the doubt.

Build me a god from a mouth full of drought.

If salvation has a price,

We paid it with a borrowed heart,

If forgiveness needs a bloodline,

We cut the thread before the start.

There’s a hymn in every sin,

There’s a prayer in every lie,

We keep the wound to feel alive,

We call the void our alibi.

This is the temptation of mankind,

To dance with fire and name it light,

We sharpen hope into a spike,

And wear our halos made of spite.

Bite the fruit, let heaven rot,

Build a throne from fractured faith,

This is the temptation of mankind,

We love the fall we cannot face.

Spit the crown from bleeding lips,

Let the mirror learn our names,

When the ashes learn to sing,

We’ll beg the dark to take the blame.