Текст песни
Candles sweat
Down silver hands
Wax like veins
On broken stands
You take the wine
Slow from my lips
Name every sin
With your fingertips oh
Your shadow kneels inside my chest
You mark me where my pulses cross
You ask me what I’d die to bless
I answer you
No words
Just loss
Lay me down like glass on the altar
Cut me open
Spill what you need
Say my name till syllables falter
Burn it into bone and into bleed
Take my hunger
Twist it to prayer
Every breath a fevered creed
I am yours
I’m yours
I’m your martyr
Bind my sacred longing to your greed
Velvet threat
On quiet tongue
Every vow
Half-breathed
Half sung
Your lashes shake
Like holy smoke
You promise ruin
Soft as a joke hey
You press your halo to my throat
A fragile ring
A sharpened crown
You tell me
“There is still a hope
If I just keep
My body bowed
Lay me down like glass on the altar
Cut me open
Spill what you need
Say my name till syllables falter
Burn it into bone and into bleed
Take my hunger
Twist it to prayer
Every breath a fevered creed
I am yours
I’m yours
I’m your martyr
Bind my sacred longing to your greed
Touch becomes confession
Every gasp
A creed
Mercy tastes like pressure
You decide my need
If love is desecration
Let the saints recede
Carve your invitation
In the place I bleed oh
Lay me down like glass on the altar
Cut me open
Spill what you need
Say my name till syllables falter
Burn it into bone and into bleed
Take my hunger
Twist it to prayer
Every breath a fevered creed
I am yours
I’m yours
I’m your martyr
Bind my sacred longing to your greed
I am yours
I’m yours
Ever after
Call this holy ruin what you please
