Rust on My Halo

[Verse 1]
I carved your promise into glass
Held it tight until it bled
You called it love
Called it chance
Left your echo in my head
Black roses on my bedroom floor
Every petal hiding teeth
You traced halos on my warpaint
Then watched me fall beneath
[Chorus]
I thought you were the light to my darkness
But you just drew new shadows on my skin
Every word you threw was sharpened
You were the cage I kept my heartbeat in
Now I rise from the edge you designed
Rust on my halo
Steel in my spine
Thought you were the light to my darkness
You were just the storm behind my eyes
[Verse 2]
You dressed your cruelty in grace
Silver tongue and quiet rage
Turned my doubts into a prayer
Then set fire to the page
But every cut became a chart
Lines that led me out of you
I stitched my fractures into armor
And walked right through
[Chorus]
I thought you were the light to my darkness
But you just drew new shadows on my skin
Every word you threw was sharpened
You were the cage I kept my heartbeat in
Now I rise from the edge you designed
Rust on my halo
Steel in my spine
Thought you were the light to my darkness
You were just the storm behind my eyes
[Bridge]
You don’t get to name my sorrow (no more)
You don’t get to hold my flame (let go)
I am not your broken church
I am the choir and the quake (oh)
[Chorus]
I thought you were the light to my darkness
Now I’m the fire burning through the glass
Every step I take
It hardens
Turning all your poison into ash
See me rise from the edge you designed
Rust on my halo
Steel in my spine
Thought you were the light to my darkness
I am my own dawn this time

metal, Female vocals over symphonic-gothic metal: downtuned chugs and double-kick under cinematic strings and choir pads. Verses stay tense and spacious with palm-muted guitars and distant bells; chorus explodes with soaring legato strings, stacked harmonies, and a pounding, anthemic drum pattern. Bridge drops to piano and choir before a final full-band onslaught., light, symphonic metal, gothic alternative