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Rot Theory
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Rot Theory è stato pubblicato il 14 febbraio 2026 da Rev Records come parte dell'album Rot Theory - Single
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I stitched your veins with trembling hands
Thought I could keep your pulse alive
Fed your ghosts with all my silence
Let them whisper where I hide
You wore your damage like a crown
And I mistook it for divine
Tried to trade my halo for your hurt
Called it mercy, called it mine
You bled out in my prayers
I thought redemption had a face
But grace don't come for martyrs
When they're buried in disgrace
I'm dying to save a broken heart
That was never mine to fix
Buried beneath your bleeding heart
I became another crucifix
You called it love
I called it death
But I can't tell the difference
I'm dying to save a broken heart
That was never mine to fix
You say, pain looks pretty when it's framed in red
So I painted the walls with everything I bled
Kiss your scars like scripture, prayed you'd feel alive
But the only thing you worship is the way I never survive
You drain the light I offered
Still I beg for your eclipse
Now my faith is just a fever
Crawling underneath my ribs
I'm dying to save a broken heart
That was never mine to fix
Buried beneath your bleeding heart
I became another crucifix
You called it love
I called it death
But I can't tell the difference
I'm dying to save a broken heart
That was never mine to fix
Tell me how it feels to be the god I built in blood
How it feels to wear my ruin like a rosary in mud
You said I'm your salvation, but you never learned my name
You just traced your resurrection in the marrow of my shame
Now I'm screaming through the silence, preaching from the cut
Baptized in your madness, yeah, I never had enough
If love's a holy weapon, then I'm dying by the grip
A martyr in your chapel with your name upon my lips
I'm dying to save a broken heart
That was never mine to fix
Chained to your decay
Still calling it a gift
You stitched your sorrow into me
And left me in the crypt
I'm dying to save a broken heart
That was never mine to fix
Let the rot take root
Let the saint go blind
Love was just a eulogy
That never learned to die in the time
Written by: Azrael Ravenwood
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