Blood On Your Halo

[Intro]
Low light
Cold hands
Your name
Still brands
[Verse 1]
You carved your rage
Into my back
Red fingerprints
On the past we had
You said I’m nothing
Till I believed it
Wore my shame
Like a fucked-up secret
You loved control
More than my breathing
I loved your lies
More than my healing
[Pre-Chorus]
I bled myself
To keep you calm
You called it love
While you dropped that bomb
You made your home
In every scar
But I’m done dying
For your black heart
[Chorus]
Blood on your halo
You ain’t holy, you’re a ghost
You fucked me up, you cut me close
But I’m walking out the door
Yeah, I’m screaming, “Fuck you”
From my lungs to the floor
Blood on your halo
You don’t own me anymore
[Verse 2]
Dark choir in my chest
All singing “leave”
Your shadow in my bed
Still trying to breathe
You threw my hope
Against the wall
And called it passion
When I would crawl
You said I’d break
If I left your cage
Guess what, bitch
I’m burning the stage
[Pre-Chorus]
I stitched my heart
With shaking hands
You tore the threads
Just to watch me crash
You’re not a storm
You’re just a match
I’m gasoline
Walking out at last
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
You don’t get my tears
You don’t get my skin
You don’t get one more
Motherfucking win
[choir swells]
I bury your voice
Under my roar
I am the exit
You’re the locked door
[Chorus]

rap, Cathedral-dark trap with male vocals: stacked male choir in Latin-inspired chants under menacing 808s and ticking hats. Verses stay sparse with sub bass, choral stabs, and distant bells; chorus explodes with full choir, distorted bass swells, and layered screams. Heavy reverb on choirs, dry intimate lead in the verses, then blown-out, anguished delivery in the hook., deep, emotional, male vocals