[Intro — Clean Guitar / Rising Static]
Verse I
Beneath Antioch’s exhausted vaults
A bell of Sins shook the catacombs
Three nameless scribes with blistered hands
Entombed a gospel Rome refused to own
They wrote of flesh restored through sound
Not prayer — but frequencies aligned
A resonance that bent the nerves
And stitched the veil behind the mind
A cedar box. Twelve copper nails.
A tongue preserved in salt and myrrh
The parchment warned in fractured Greek:
“Return is never shaped from grace.”
[Solo Stoner Rock Guitar]
CHORUS
Call down the Lazarus Effect
Where ruined pulses reawaken
Cathedrals quake beneath the signal
Of every vow the grave has taken
No halo waits beyond the end
No pearled horizon forged from embers
Only the choir beneath the earth
Reciting names no grave remembers
The Lazarus Effect
The Lazarus Effect
[Lead Guitar Solo]
Verse II
Geneva. Winter. Circuit rain.
A chamber buried under glass
Dr. Vale translated every line
From relic fragments scorched by time
No clergy stood beside the walls
No incense veiled the humming coils
Just neural crowns and silver wires
Threaded through cadaver oils
At 04:13 precisely
The monitors began to scream
A corpse arose with fractured motion
And split the braces at the seams
Its eyes were not the eyes of men
But spinning maps of vanished years
As if the dead had crossed a realm
Constructed from forgotten fears
[Heavy Guitar Solo]
CHORUS
Call down the Lazarus Effect
Where ruined pulses reawaken
Cathedrals quake beneath the signal
Of every vow the grave has taken
No halo waits beyond the end
No pearled horizon forged from embers
Only the choir beneath the earth
Reciting names no grave remembers
The Lazarus Effect
The Lazarus Effect
[Final Guitar Solo]
FINAL CHORUS
Behold the Lazarus Effect
The second pulse beneath extinction
A hymn conducted through the veins
Of sacrament and malfunction
The earth convulsed around the sound
The oceans climbed the chapel towers
And every corpse beneath the fields
Turned slowly toward the power
Call down the Lazarus Effect
Let every sealed horizon shatter
If death itself can still return
Then nothing sacred ever mattered
CHORUS
Call down the Lazarus Effect
Where ruined pulses reawaken
Cathedrals quake beneath the signal
Of every vow the grave has taken
No halo waits beyond the end
No pearled horizon forged from embers
Only the choir beneath the earth
Reciting names no grave remembers
The Lazarus Effect
The Lazarus Effect
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