Carving Grace in Bone

Verse 1

Wreathed in cobwebs of splintered dreams

My throat chokes thick on cemetery weeds

Each pulse drips red through bone-carved halls—

A banquet laid from heaven’s fall

Pre-Chorus

Puppeteer strings hang torn and curled

In gardens sown with rotted pearls

When entropy hums lullabies

I’ll scrawl my hate in ebon skies

Chorus

I’ll waltz with plagues, I’ll kiss the knife

While chapels rot in flies and blight

We're only flesh for time to waste

But in this filth, I’ll carve my grace

Verse 2

Pale moths hatch in my hollow veins

Their dust congeals in clotted chains

I drink the tar of shattered suns—

A drowning god, unholy tongue

Pre-Chorus

No crowns, no shrouds, no gilded lies

Just maggots laced in human eyes

When voidlight beckons, soft yet dire

I’ll spit black bile and dance through fire

Chorus

I’ll waltz with plagues, I’ll kiss the knife

While chapels rot in flies and blight

We're only flesh for time to waste

But in this filth, I’ll carve my grace

Bridge

Spiders weave their silk through bone

A shrine of ribs, a throne of stone

Deep in catacombs of thought

Where veins unspool and souls are caught

Mercury drips from ruptured eyes

A slow eclipse, a final rite

In gardens sown from lovers' graves

Wax mannequins still writhe and flay

Chorus

I’ll waltz with plagues, I’ll kiss the knife

While chapels rot in flies and blight

We're only flesh for time to waste

But in this filth, I’ll carve my grace

Outro

I’ll carve my grace in rust and bone

While angels choke on dust alone

No gods, no masters, none but me—

I'll dance until decay sets free