Lonely Last Breath - Cathedral of Lies #gothicrock #gothic #darkwave

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let the cosmos drip to ash, let clocks all drown,
let the cosmos drip to ash, let clocks all drown,
let the cosmos drip to ash, let clocks all drown,
let the cosmos drip to ash, let clocks all drown,
Verse 1
in my flesh, the worms of the soul convene,
A coffin’s weight I bear, though breath still stains my teeth.
The sun, a festering wound, bleeds light on vacant screens,
And hope, a crippled moth, dies folded in its sheath.
Chorus
Life’s a hollow echo in a cathedral of lies,
A joke sans punchline, laughed by vacant eyes.
We tremble on graves, our rhythm—screams, not sound—
While the void hums lullabies…
to nothingness we’re bound
.
Verse 2
The heart, a broken compass, spins for ghosts it craves,
Each kiss, a fossil pressed in Time’s unyielding mud.
Stars hemorrhage light, yet none illume our graves,
And love? A rusted chain… that shackles bone to blood.
Chorus
Life’s a hollow echo in a cathedral of lies,
A joke sans punchline, laughed by vacant eyes.
We tremble on graves, our rhythm—screams, not sound—
While the void hums lullabies…
to nothingness we’re bound
.
Bridge
O sweet decay! Your tang festers my tongue,
I kiss the abyss’s cheek—its breath, my oxygen.
The grave’s my cradle; I, the stillborn son,
Who learned to laugh as entropy…
unraveled everyone
.
Chorus
Life’s a hollow echo in a cathedral of lies,
A joke sans punchline, laughed by vacant eyes.
We tremble on graves, our rhythm—screams, not sound—
While the void hums lullabies…
to nothingness we’re bound

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