Beneath the Veiled Mother
Автор: rAIdio Records
Загружено: 2026-02-19
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The doors groan wide — the cathedral breathes
A thousand pipes scream blasphemous pleas
Organ hammers bone and stone
Cursed hands play it all alone
Steel is drawn, the chant is set
Footsteps fade — Torin slips to shadowed steps
Statue weeps where secrets sleep
Stone-bound truths the sewers keep
Ghoulish form at the altar throne
Three pale wails not born alone
Hissing venom, sacred rage
“Defile her form and seal your fate”
Sing — sing — you cursed choir of pain
Glass falls like rain in her holy name
Clap of thunder, sound made flesh
Art becomes wrath — faith put to the test
Sing — sing — till the cathedral bleeds
We don’t kneel to broken gods or dead decrees
Wailing eyes pierce rogue and soul
Fear stares back — but Torin holds
Daggers fly, one strikes true
One more ghost comes clawing through
Holy steel, ethereal hammer
Guiding light — the first one shatters
Arcane fire, a ghost erased
Magic dust in sacred space
“Feel the god of art’s embrace”
Stained glass screams and scars their face
Blood and terror, floor awash
Choirmaster claps — a sonic crash
Sing — sing — my pretties cry
Ghosts tear flesh as faith runs dry
Choir scatters, reappears
Every strike feeds pain and fear
Sing — sing — till voices choke
On shattered hymns and blasphemed hope
Rilrae bleeds but laughs through pain
“Is that all?” — she stands again
Faerie fire cuts the dark
Truth ignites the monster’s mark
Chains of faith — divinity roars
Undead halt, denied once more
A dagger flies — a miscast fate
Steel in flesh — “OW—my ass!” too late
TURN
THEM
BACK
LIGHT THEM UP
BURN THEM DOWN
Clap — glass — scream — fall
Heroes break, but still stand tall
Ghosts erased in hellish flame
The choir dwindles, screams his name
The organ shrieks — pitch climbs higher
Bodies drop to cursed desire
Veiled Mother — frozen hand
Torin locked in silent command
Silas falls to whispered lies
Words like knives behind his eyes
SING — SING — YOUR FINAL HYMN
ONE MORE CLAP — LET THE ROOF CAVE IN
BLEED THE FAITH FROM STONE AND BONE
YOU DIE HERE — YOU DIE ALONE
SING — SING — NO GOD TO SAVE
JUST A GHOST IN A MARBLE GRAVE
Red-purple blast — the final word
A ghostly head — absurd, absurd
The organ dies. The echoes fall.
Cathedral quiet.
Bodies breathe.
Heroes crawl.
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