Uploaded May 2026 | Updated September 2026, 24 minutes ago
Lyrics:
Hollow are the thresholds where the echoes wane
Timbered effigies, veiled in ashen stains
Effluvial hymns on the carrion breath
A citadel built from the marrow of death
Corridors spiral in wretched descent
Every step a fracture, a failing lament
The walls inhale, the portraits leer
This house is hunger, this house is fear
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Crawl through the rust, exhume what you were
The walls will not weep, the doors will not stir
You are the ruin, the nameless and the known
You are the marrow, the mortar, the sickness and the stone
Stagnant breaths in the chambers of irreverence
Hands interwoven in fervent convulsion
Supplicant throats lined with the rust and attrition
A mass suffocating in violent submission
Stagnant breaths in the chambers of irreverence
Hands interwoven in fervent convulsion
Supplicant throats lined with the rust and attrition
A mass suffocating in violent submission
Penance distilled into stagnant collapses
A hymn in the vapors of amnestic elapses
Deliquesce wholly & become the unmade
A vestige dissolved in the rites of decay
Slit the tongue
recant the self
Denounce the flesh and dissolve the shell
Clergy of vacant, inhaling the pall
Praise be to the ether, the end of it all
Breathe it in
breathe it in deep
Sacrament wretched and so sickly sweet
No voice remains, no oath repents
Only in silence and in thisβ¦
This rotten stench
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Crawl through the rust, exhume what you were
The walls will not weep, the doors will not stir
You are the ruin, the nameless and the known
You are the marrow, the mortar, the sickness and the stone
Lyrics:
Hollow are the thresholds where the echoes wane
Timbered effigies, veiled in ashen stains
Effluvial hymns on the carrion breath
A citadel built from the marrow of death
Corridors spiral in wretched descent
Every step a fracture, a failing lament
The walls inhale, the portraits leer
This house is hunger, this house is fear
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Crawl through the rust, exhume what you were
The walls will not weep, the doors will not stir
You are the ruin, the nameless and the known
You are the marrow, the mortar, the sickness and the stone
Stagnant breaths in the chambers of irreverence
Hands interwoven in fervent convulsion
Supplicant throats lined with the rust and attrition
A mass suffocating in violent submission
Stagnant breaths in the chambers of irreverence
Hands interwoven in fervent convulsion
Supplicant throats lined with the rust and attrition
A mass suffocating in violent submission
Penance distilled into stagnant collapses
A hymn in the vapors of amnestic elapses
Deliquesce wholly & become the unmade
A vestige dissolved in the rites of decay
Slit the tongue
recant the self
Denounce the flesh and dissolve the shell
Clergy of vacant, inhaling the pall
Praise be to the ether, the end of it all
Breathe it in
breathe it in deep
Sacrament wretched and so sickly sweet
No voice remains, no oath repents
Only in silence and in thisβ¦
This rotten stench
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Pallid sepulcher, entombing the lost
Engraved in the dust of penitents' cost
Vestigial voices dissolved in the loam
A name once spoken, now there's nothing but bone
Crawl through the rust, exhume what you were
The walls will not weep, the doors will not stir
You are the ruin, the nameless and the known
You are the marrow, the mortar, the sickness and the stone
