
Beneath a moon bereft of silver light,
We gather ‘round the blackened font of stone.
Our whispered pleas, in tongues long since outworn,
Ascend as incense through the hollow night.
Chorus
In midnight’s hush we bind our souls in shade,
Sigils drawn in ash and bone.
No mortal flame can pierce the vow we’ve made—
Only the silent dark our pact has known.
Verse 2
With fingers stained by myrrh and powdered bone,
We call the names that tremble in the air.
No thunder marks the covenant we hone,
Just breathless awe and shadows folded there.
Chorus
In midnight’s hush we bind our souls in shade,
Sigils drawn in ash and bone.
No mortal flame can pierce the vow we’ve made—
Only the silent dark our pact has known.
Bridge
Come, break the seal of slumber’s iron gate,
And drink the draught of hushed lament.
When mortal breath decays at time’s cruel hand,
Our murmured oaths transcend the firmament.
(Chorus)
In midnight’s hush we bind our souls in shade,
Sigils drawn in ash and bone.
No mortal flame can pierce the vow we’ve made—
Only the silent dark our pact has known.
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