[Refrain 1]
[Instrumentation: Sudden, violently heavy entrance. Jagged, syncopated djent riffs on a 7 or 8-string guitar. Vocals are aggressive, rhythmic, and biting.]
There’s an artery feeding straight to your core
A crimson line bleeding out on the floor
I’m addicted to the holy water you pour
Just a sip of the sacred.
[Pre-Chorus]
[Instrumentation: Guitars ring out and hang in the air. A driving, double-kick groove builds the tension. Vocals shift from harsh to a strained, melodic belt.]
You’ve claimed the marrow, the muscle, the mind!
Severed the tether, left the heavens behind!
[Chorus]
[Instrumentation: The groove opens up into a massive, wide wall of sound. Blast beats transition into a soaring, half-time arena-rock rhythm. Clean vocals are flawless, emotional, and drenched in reverb.]
Pull me from the wreckage again!
Drag me to the precipice, push me off the ledge!
I want to breach the veil tonight!
Drag me to the other side!
[Refrain 2]
[Instrumentation: Drops right back into the frantic, mathematical heavy riffing. The bass is heavily distorted.]
There’s an artery feeding straight to your core
A crimson line bleeding out on the floor
I’m addicted to the holy water you pour
Just a sip of the sacred.
[Pre-Chorus]
[Instrumentation: Tension building again, snare rolls getting faster.]
You’ve claimed the marrow, the muscle, the mind!
Severed the tether, left the heavens behind!
[Guitar Solo]
[Instrumentation: A blistering, technical guitar solo that mixes shredding with expressive, bending notes, soaring over a crushing, staccato rhythm section.]
[Chorus]
[Instrumentation: Back to the massive, wide-open sound.]
Pull me from the wreckage again!
Drag me to the precipice, push me off the ledge!
I want to breach the veil tonight!
Won't you show me what it's like?!
[Screamed harmony] SHOW ME WHAT IT'S LIKE!
[Bridge]
[Instrumentation: The heavy instruments drop out completely. A dark, atmospheric synth pad takes over with a slow, trap-influenced electronic beat. Vocals are practically whispered—sultry, close to the mic, and dangerous.]
Oh, my twisted grace...
Did I confuse you for a holy ghost?
Or are you just the demon I worship the most?
A beautiful ruin to keep me enthralled.
'Cause lately...
I’d be a liar if I didn’t confess
I want to be the phantom undressing your flesh
And drag a saint down into the mess.
[Outro / Breakdown]
[Instrumentation: This is where the song flips. It becomes a bouncy, low-tuned, funk-metalcore groove.Slap bass over a filthy, syncopated drum beat. Vocals are clean but have a dark, R&B swagger to them.]
There’s an artery feeding straight to your core
A crimson line bleeding out on the floor
I’m addicted to the holy water you pour
Just a sip of the sacred.
You’ve claimed the marrow, the muscle, the mind
Severed the tether, left the heavens behind
Nothing to say, I'm crossing the line.
[Deep, low growl as the riff hits its heaviest point] THE TASTE OF THE DIVINE.