Lyrics: "The Hollow Cross" (Dutý kříž)
[Intro]
(Very slow piano, felt-damped keys. Sound of a heavy wooden door closing. Distant, muffled church bell echoes once.)
[Verse 1 – Male, Husky whisper, Close-mic]
The neon’s buzzing like a dying hive,
Just another Sunday... [Subtle static]... barely feel alive.
Used to be a morning of white lace and gold,
Now it’s just a story that’s grown tired and cold.
We’re trading the blood for the sugar and the plastic,
The silence of the tomb... [Brief silence]... feels too drastic.
[Pre-Chorus – Male + Fragile Female harmony, Building tension]
And the grace is a signal that’s starting to fade,
Under the weight of the debts... [Micro-glitch]... we never paid.
[Chorus – Duet, Emotional, Pure and Wide, Cinematic Strings]
Where’s the stone that was rolled away?
In the glare of the screen, we’ve lost the day.
The bread is just dust, the wine’s just a stain,
We forgot how to love... [Digital shimmer]... through the pain.
Just a hollow cross in a neon light,
Dying for a meaning in the middle of the night.
[Verse 2 – Male, Reflective, Minimalist]
I remember the bells, I remember the wood,
I remember a time... [Audio dropout]... when we understood.
Now the spirit is a ghost in a broken machine,
Lost in the static... [Grainy glitch]... of the in-between.
Searching for mercy on a crowded street,
With a digital heart... [Rhythmic stutter]... and tired feet.
[Bridge – The Glitch Section, High emotion, Child-like echo in distance]
[Vocal chop: Child singing "Alleluia" - very distant and distorted]
Is anybody there? Is anybody listening?
[Micro-glitch] The nails are still here, but the silver is glistening.
Every roll of the dice... [Sudden audio skip]... every broken vow,
If there’s a resurrection... [Silence]... we need it now.
[Final Chorus – Full, Pure, Maximum emotional intensity, No glitches]
Where’s the stone that was rolled away?
In the glare of the screen, we’ve lost the day.
The bread is just dust, the wine’s just a stain,
We finally learned to love through the pain.
We’re alive in the shadow of the morning light,
Finding the meaning in the middle of the night.
[Outro – Piano fading, Clean sound, Very quiet]
[Faint child-like echo: "Peace be with you"]
(Sound of a match striking, long exhale)
[Final single piano note, long decay]