“Cathedral & Serpent”

Candlelight crawling up your silhouette

Latin on your tongue that you ain’t learned yet

You say my name slow, like a loaded spell

Pull me to the altar, drag me down to hell

Incense on your wrist, smoke under my skin

Roses on the floor where the sins begin

You trace a cross where my halo slips

Prayer on your teeth, poison on your lips

Every time you whisper, walls start shaking

Every vow we break is one we’re making

Lay your hands on my halo

Speak in tongues across my chest

You’re the ghost inside my ribcage

You’re the preacher and the hex

If this is sin, don’t save me

Let me drown in how you move

I’m possessed in your cathedral

Every blessing feels like bruise

You move like a midnight sermon

Black dress like a closed confession

Laugh low, say I look like heaven

“C’mon angel, come learn your lesson”

You trace where my faith starts shaking

Cold hands where my ribs stop praying

You say, “Tell me where your God is now”

When my halo hits your mouth

You drag your teeth through every promise

Turn my “no” to “maybe I want this”

Every scripture on my tongue goes numb

When you say, “Don’t run”

Lay your hands on my halo

Lay me down in your serpent’s den

Holy hands on unholy skin

You’re the ghost inside my ribcage

You’re the preacher and the hex

If this is sin, don’t save me

Let me drown in how you move

I’m possessed in your cathedral

Seraph in your serpent’s den

Black wine bleeding in a crystal glass

Scripture in your stare, nails in my past

You say, “You were built for altars

Let me see how your halo falters”

You pull the strings on the choir in my veins

Every hallelujah got my demons in chains

You swear you’re just killing time

While you tattoo hell on my spine

You turn my spine into a rosary

Count each vertebra like you own me

Every prayer I almost send above

Drowns in your blood-warm love

Choir in my lungs, and you conduct it

Blood on the chalice, and I still trust it

Body as the sermon, sweat like incense

You are every scar that ever made sense

Tie my wrists with your holy thread

Write your name where the prayers go dead

If I’m damned just for wanting you near

Then baby, drag me down right here

Angel on my shoulder, looking away

Demon in your bedroom, begging I stay

Feathers on the floor with the clothes we shed

Wings don’t work with your hands on my neck

Bite down, let the halo break

Cut lines in the vows I made

If I walk out, I’m walking maimed

Branded by the sound of your name

Lay your hands on my halo

Speak in tongues across my chest

Lay me down in your serpent’s den

Holy hands on unholy skin

If this is sin, don’t save me

Every sin tastes like medicine

I’m possessed in your cathedral

Seraph in your serpent’s …… Den