--- [Intro – Hollow choir, low church organ, faint crackling fire] 🕯️ Whispers echo: "Forgive me…" "Forget me…" "No, remember me like this." --- [Verse 1] They buried my name in a song unsung, But the echoes kept scratching at everyone’s lungs. I carved my goodbye in a bathroom stall, But it bled through the walls like a sermon’s fall. You thought I vanished, a scream in the flame, But I linger like rot underneath your name. I haunt the mirror — not as ghost, but as grin, I’m the echo of endings, the relapse within. --- [Pre-Chorus – faint choir harmonies under raspy vocals] I don't regret it… but I do. I found peace… and it’s bruised black and blue. This quiet isn't heaven — it’s just less loud, Where shame wears a halo, and grief draws a crowd. --- [Chorus – soaring gothic harmonies over crushing riffs] I never left — I'm under your skin, A twisted prayer where hell begins. A scar that smiles, a flame that froze, I lit the match, then held the rose. Let the angels choke on every note, My lullaby hangs by a noose I wrote. This isn’t rebirth. This is regret's throne — I died screaming… but I made it home. --- [Verse 2] I kissed the silence like it was mine, Wore the ashes like church clothes, broken divine. They preach of healing — I tasted the lie, And found more comfort in the way I die. I built a chapel of everything wrong, Hung my guilt from the rafters and called it a song. Saints can’t hear me, devils won’t speak, But this hollow is warm and the agony’s weak. --- [Pre-Chorus – whispered, breaking into harmony] I don’t regret it… but I bleed, In this cathedral of quiet need. The ghosts don’t judge — they nod and sway, They know I meant it when I walked away. --- [Chorus – full choir returns with organ stabs and distortion] I never left — I just fell slow, Into a peace where no light goes. Regret holds my hand like an old friend’s ghost, We toast with venom — and I love the dose. Let the heavens scream, let the prophets run, I made my bed in the heart of the sun. This isn’t forgiveness. This is decay’s crown — I died roaring… and I won’t lie down. --- [Bridge – soft choir fading to silence, heartbeat sound layered faintly] You think it’s over… You think the fire died… But I’m still laughing… From the other side. --- [Outro – somber piano notes, whisper-echo repeat] "Don’t let me go." "Let me go." "Too late… I never left." ---

Twisted Grace