Rot Theory - Az Apathy: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Rot Theory

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Rot Theory adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Rev Records tarafından 14 Şubat 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıRot Theory - Single

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Geçtiğimiz 7 Gün

02:25 - 02:30

Rot Theory geçen hafta yaklaşık 2 dakika and 25 saniye civarında en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu

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02:15

02:25

02:45

03:35

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03:51

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

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Şarkı sözleri

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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