Rot Theory
by Az Apathy
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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 that 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 art 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 said pain looks pretty when it's framed in red So I painted the walls with everything I bled Kissed your scars like scripture Prayed you'd feel alive But the only thing you worship Is the way I never survive You drained the light I offered Still I begged 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 art 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 Baptised 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 time