Velvet Teeth

[Verse 1]
Black silk on your wrists
You smile like a carved-out saint
Candle wax maps my sins
You trace every bruise like paint
Your teeth on my confession
Your breath tastes like a curse
You ask me if I’m trembling
I tell you it gets worse (yeah)
[Chorus]
Sink your velvet teeth in me
Let me bleed in luxury
Turn my halo to a choke chain
Drag me down
I call your name
Wrap your shadow over me
Dress my scars in ecstasy
Saint of rot and blasphemy
Sink your velvet teeth in me
[Verse 2]
Nails draw crooked halos
On the small of my back
You bless me in a dead tongue
Every syllable cracked
You say I’m your little martyr
Pinned tight to your throne
Every wound you open wider
Feels more like coming home (oh)
[Chorus]
Sink your velvet teeth in me
Let me bleed in luxury
Turn my halo to a choke chain
Drag me down
I call your name
Wrap your shadow over me
Dress my scars in ecstasy
Saint of rot and blasphemy
Sink your velvet teeth in me
[Bridge]
You don’t ask for my salvation
You just take it
Bite by bite
Make a chapel of my shaking
Stain the windows with our bite marks in the night (yeah)
[Chorus]
Sink your velvet teeth in me
Let me bleed in luxury
Turn my halo to a choke chain
Drag me down
I call your name
Wrap your shadow over me
Dress my scars in ecstasy
Saint of rot and blasphemy
Sink your velvet teeth in me

metal, Slow, sludgy gothic metal with male vocals; drop-tuned guitars grinding in half-time, tom-heavy drums, and a serpentine bass line. Verses stay low and whispered, with reverb-drenched vocals right in the ear; chorus explodes with double-tracked screams and a haunting clean top line. Sparse church-organ stabs and distant choirs widen the darkest moments, then everything locks into a brutal, head-nodding groove for the outro., vocal