Whispered light through calcified dreams

Eyes like needles threading the seams

Breathe in rot and spit out gold

Alchemy in a circle of mold

You made a god from rust and bone

Taught it lies and called them home

But echoes birth their own disease

The veil you wear begins to breathe

Veilcraft — weave your sacred blinding

Truth bends where fear is hiding

Burn the map, erase the shrine

Your heaven ends at the fault line

Cut the cord with a silence blade

Baptized in the void you made

Sacred static coils the tongue

Sermons screamed in a primal lung

You crave the cage, you forged the key

Carved your god in effigy

But time devours what you conceal

Each scar’s a prayer you never feel

Veilcraft — thread your fear through worship

Swallow whole the poisoned circuit

Bleed the code, forget the flesh

No god survives the final breath

(low whispers overlapping)

"Tell me the shape of your soul..."

"Measure the silence..."

"Bleed the ink of the unseen..."

"Paint the sky with broken symbols..."

(Build-up scream)

You are not the name you answer!

You are not the god you kneel to!

You are not the end!

You are... the unmaking!

So pull the thread,

And face the loom

Your breath returns

Inside the womb

You are

You are

...Unseen