GHOST YOU MADE

[Intro] Copper scent on a folded cuff Traces of warmth turning into stone The quiet kitchen is cold enough I am the shadow you left alone [Verse 1] Soft whispers by the bedside light Washing the stain off the porcelain sink A painted smile for the morning bright A silent hand on the crimson brink Cold silk wrapped around my throat Soft forehead kiss as I close the door An encrypted ring on a tailored coat Crossing the line that was drawn before [Pre-Chorus] Thin black smoke on the hallway floor Shattered glass where the laughter died Pale cold skin by the bedroom door A quiet choke that I buried inside Crimson embers on hollow wood Ashes falling on silk and lace Golden band where the promises stood Melting away in a ruined space [Chorus] I tear the reign apart Bleed the throne until it’s dry Watch your marble towers fall Underneath a velvet sky No prayers left to say Only iron, ice, and thread You carved a ghost from a living heart Now walk the path among the dead (Walk among the dead) (Cold iron, cold thread) [Verse 2] Silent blade in a darkened hall Cross off the names on a velvet sleeve A coward's smile on a shattered wall A dying breath with no time to grieve Silk drapes hiding a throne of dust Tracing the terror that stains his floor Every snake that I fed in trust Finds a quiet sleep behind the door Heavy pulse in a hollow chest Blackened iron and steady breath No second chances, no time for rest An architect of a quiet death [Bridge] You raised a demon in the dark Fed the fire with my own blood Now stand and witness every spark Drowning your gold in a silent flood Look in my eyes Don't close your view The shadow you owned Is hunting you [Final Chorus] I tear the reign apart Bleed the throne until it’s dry Watch your marble towers fall Underneath a velvet sky No prayers left to say Only iron, ice, and thread You carved a ghost from a living heart Now walk the path among the dead (Walk among the dead) (Cold iron, cold thread) [Outro] Ashes on a polished shoe A broken lens, a silent sea Stained white cuffs, forever cold The ghost you made is finally free The sanctuary turned to dust The night is long, the sky is black I came to collect what was stolen first And there is no turning back [End]