
Moka | Crown of Thorns
[Operatic female lead, layered harmonies, and choral backing] [Symphonic Gothic Metal] [Epic orchestral arrangements, heavy guitars] [Delicate verses soar into intense choruses]

Moka | Crown of Thorns
[Operatic female lead, layered harmonies, and choral backing] [Symphonic Gothic Metal] [Epic orchestral arrangements, heavy guitars] [Delicate verses soar into intense choruses]
Lyrics
##The song is a dramatic and tragic tale of succumbing to forbidden love and the consequences of giving in to passion and rebellion. It frames destruction and sin as not just inevitable but intoxicatingly beautiful.
Ancient bells begin to chime
Through cathedrals lost to time
As organs groan their rusted hymn
The sacred turns to sacred sin
Cathedral bells toll through these halls
As crimson petals softly fall
Your venom courses through my veins
These altar steps now bear our stains
The saints have turned their marble eyes
As roses wilt beneath dead skies
Each step I take leads deeper still
Into this dark, unholy thrill
Beneath stained glass and marble stone
Your touch has carved me flesh from bone
I drank the poison from your lips
Now heaven's light begins to slip
Crown me with your thorns of grace
Let blood run down my face
I'll burn this world to feel your kiss
And drag you down to sweet abyss
The choir's song has turned to screams
As incense burns in dying beams
Each candle's light bleeds black with pain
Since your touch left its sacred stain
The altar cloth runs red with wine
As blasphemy becomes divine
These hallowed walls will bear the mark
Of when the light embraced the dark
Beneath stained glass and marble stone
Your touch has carved me flesh from bone
I drank the poison from your lips
Now heaven's light begins to slip
Crown me with your thorns of grace
Let blood run down my face
I'll burn this world to feel your kiss
And drag you down to sweet abyss
The saints avert their eyes in shame
As I surrender to your name
No prayer can save my blackened soul
Since you made darkness take control
Crown me with your thorns of grace
Let blood run down my face
I'll burn this world to feel your kiss
And drag you down to sweet abyss
The bells will toll our funeral song
As heaven weeps for what went wrong
But in your arms I'll gladly fall
Until the stars themselves crawl
RΛCHΞY | @rachey13x
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