Rotting Faith - Poetic Mind

Hallowed be the blasphemy that feeds upon the wretched breath

Crucifix inverted like the prayers, I could not accept

Skin stitched sloppy, cross-hatched like a corset

Carved into my flesh, see the sins I've been forced with

Phantom panic, shadows dancin', hands that snatch the candlesticks

Maggots in the bandages, and the stench of rotted amulets

Vultures in the catacombs, gnashin' where the gallows grip

Maggots in the marrow feastin' on the sins I can't forget

Satan sittin' patient, watchin' angels fight the struggle

Cuttin' halos off they heads, sell 'em back to God as doubles

Barbed wire veins pumpin' venom to the brainstem

Stains from the days when the plague washed the saints in

Soul split, foldin' like the serpent where the ribs sit

Halo caught rust, now it's hangin' like a slit wrist

Nightmares nested in the chasm of a sunken skull

Terror in the silence where the oxygen can cut your throat

 

Hook:

Rotting faith, rotting faith

Can't escape, no saving grace

Crosses break, nails decay

Demons laugh, they celebrate

Rotting faith, rotting faith

Buried deep, I dig my grave

Lost my way, soul to take

Shadows dance, I suffocate

 

Hellscape visions in the smog of a ruptured lung

Breathless confessions to the Father and the holy Son

Faded youth, plagued by a faith that can't sustain the proof

Sermons just a masquerade of saints that can not save the youth

Splinters in my spine from the cross where I was crucified

Spit-shined the nails, then they slammed 'em in like suicide

Scabs split open, blood trickled in a lucid line

Hung between the wicked just to rot before the truest died

Baptized in acid rain, skin blistered, blackened veins

Raven feathers scattered where the gallows leave the rafters stained

Rust drips from iron gates, oxidized in wicked sweat

Whispered incantations from the tongues of every misfit left

Eyes gouged by ravens, sockets hollow like a preacher's word

Hallowed ground defiled, witches dancin' where the creatures lurk

Pagans drawin' pentagrams, clutchin' at the preacher's curse

Every saint's a sinner if you listen to their bleedin' verse

Lost my peace, paid the price, truth is carved in sacrifice

Praying hands that grip the knife, cut me open just to splice

Soul is frayed, death awaits, love's a wound that never fades

Rotting faith, embraced the pain this the bed my sins have made

 

Hook:

Rotting faith, rotting faith

Can't escape, no saving grace

Crosses break, nails decay

Demons laugh, they celebrate

Rotting faith, rotting faith

Buried deep, I dig my grave

Lost my way, soul to take

Shadows dance, I suffocate

 

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