Uploaded June 2025 | Updated September 2026, 3 hours ago
Lyrics:
"I built you from the grave’s regret.
But still, you haven’t woken yet.
So take this breath — this final sin.
We live... I burn... You rise again."
I spit your name in tongues unknown
Etched in ashes upon the bone
The circle drawn, the blood still warm
A prayer to give the flesh its form
Not science, no, but sacred crime
A deathless love, beyond all time
I kissed each stitch to seal the vow
A mourner’s lips upon her brow
Her skin is smooth as funeral silk
Her veins are filled with honeyed milk
The altar groans beneath her weight
She sleeps on lust and tempered hate
I felt you long before the breath
Your voice a light in living death
Each word you spoke, I drank like wine
Each suture sang:
“This soul is mine.”
You built me gently from your pain
Now say my name
I'll rise again
A hundred corpses bore her grace
A steady hand to shape her face
Each piece a blessed theft divine
Such beauty buried, but now it's mine
She is the sum of all they lost
But I'm the one who paid the cost
The floorboards hum with something vast
A presence rising from the past
She isn’t born, she’s been returned
By flesh I stole, by pages burned
Rise, my love, rise again
For this is the beginning of the end
Lyrics:
"I built you from the grave’s regret.
But still, you haven’t woken yet.
So take this breath — this final sin.
We live... I burn... You rise again."
I spit your name in tongues unknown
Etched in ashes upon the bone
The circle drawn, the blood still warm
A prayer to give the flesh its form
Not science, no, but sacred crime
A deathless love, beyond all time
I kissed each stitch to seal the vow
A mourner’s lips upon her brow
Her skin is smooth as funeral silk
Her veins are filled with honeyed milk
The altar groans beneath her weight
She sleeps on lust and tempered hate
I felt you long before the breath
Your voice a light in living death
Each word you spoke, I drank like wine
Each suture sang:
“This soul is mine.”
You built me gently from your pain
Now say my name
I'll rise again
A hundred corpses bore her grace
A steady hand to shape her face
Each piece a blessed theft divine
Such beauty buried, but now it's mine
She is the sum of all they lost
But I'm the one who paid the cost
The floorboards hum with something vast
A presence rising from the past
She isn’t born, she’s been returned
By flesh I stole, by pages burned
Rise, my love, rise again
For this is the beginning of the end










