Silverload song 1 test. Manson style

Lyrics

Verse 1] I was born in the chapel of rust, Where the angels choke on their own dust. They wrote my sins on stained-glass eyes, And told me heaven was a pretty lie. The choir hums in static tones, While saints carve prayers into their bones. I lit my tongue on sacred ash, And kissed the wound that wouldn’t last. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Every halo breaks in bloom, Every savior leaves a tomb. ⸻ [Chorus] Welcome to my black-halo sermon, Where love bleeds out like sermon wine. God’s in the mirror, pale and certain, And every prayer’s a dotted line. Yeah, I am the hymn you choke on slow, A beautiful plague you’ll never know. ⸻ [Verse 2] I paint my faith in gasoline, And light it up just to feel clean. The crosses melt, the stars all fade, The angels cough in the mess we made. I’ve got a pulse made out of sin, A velvet cage I sleep within. Every scar’s a gospel verse, Every smile rehearsed. ⸻ [Bridge] Bite the apple, taste the wire, Call it truth, call it desire. Heaven hums in ultraviolet, While hell just wants to stay quiet. ⸻ [Final Chorus / Outro] Come kneel in my black-halo sermon, Where the saints wear masks and the blood runs thin. Confess your sins in tongues of vermin, Let the choir drag you in. I’ll crown you king of the broken glow — In my church of ash and undertow. (Fade on distorted heartbeat and whispered chanting.)