[Intro]
Circle in chalk
Rust on the knives
Ash in the air
Old names alive
Candles lean low
Wick spitting flame
Mouths full of dust
Teeth full of names (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Dragged to the pit by a rope of whispers
Hands on my throat
Yet nobody there
Blindfold of flies
They crawl in patterns
Scripture of scars burned into the air
Blood in the bowl
I see cities drowning
Skies split in two like a rotten seed
Tongues knotted tight
They speak in splinters
Feeding me fear like a holy seed
Every breath a bargain
Every thought a debt
Clawing at the dark that knows
Every oath I’ve ever kept
[Chorus]
Ritual of the abyss
Raise your fists
Raise your fists (hey!)
Carve the vow in broken skin
Let the silence drag you in
Ritual of the abyss
One more cut
One more kiss
All your gods collapse and twist
Under the ritual of the abyss
[Verse 2]
Spine made of rope
They pull
I stiffen
Knees hit the ground
Stone cold
Bone-deep
Eyes rolled back
But I’m staring upward
Watching the cracks where the old ones creep
They wear my face on a crown of fever
They wear my voice like a metal chain
Every regret is a rusted relic
Hung on a hook in a museum of pain
I taste the dirt of ages
Hear centuries exhale
Every mortal prayer
Filed
Forgotten
Pale
[Chorus]
Ritual of the abyss
Raise your fists
Raise your fists
Chant the words they can’t dismiss
(We are dust, we are hissed)
Ritual of the abyss
Burn the frame
Erase the list
Fold your fear into a fist
For the ritual of the abyss
[Verse 3]
Now I stand up in the ring of cinders
Salt on my lips
Lungs full of smoke
I am the knife and the hand that wields it
I am the curse and the final joke
Crowd made of shadows roars in hunger
They want a king or a corpse tonight
I tear my name from the book of breathing
Feed it to teeth buried out of sight
If I bow
I’m buried
If I rise
They rise
So I tear the veil in pieces
Spit their fire in their eyes
[Chorus]
Ritual of the abyss
Raise your fists
Raise your fists (hey!)
I won’t kneel
I won’t submit
Let the old gods choke on this
Ritual of the abyss
I am cut and I am kiss
I’m the scar they always missed
Born of the ritual of the abyss
[Outro]
Circle in ash
Candles burn black
Footsteps fade out
But something looks back
Low voices linger
On every breath exhaled
Ritual of the abyss
Is carved beneath your nails