Скачать или смотреть 6. Venomous Laudation ft. Anput (Lyrics’ll b in description)

“Blood on the Veil”- My new album

Original Song: Venomous Laudation ft. Anput

Meanin: Themes of societal manipulation, blind obedience, and eventual awakening.


Lyrics’ll b 👇

Iron tongues applaud the night, glass applause beneath the moon,
(You sell salvation in a velvet lie, we swallow and assume),
Streetlight saints with hollow hands, they bless the poison’s bloom,
We march in time to sorrow’s drum and dance inside the gloom.

Pre-Chorus
Whispers rising, fevered choir — the altar’s pulse is sound,
Every hymn a loaded wire, every prayer unwound.

Chorus
Sing the Venomous Laudation, (crown the bite that takes control),
Raise your fist for consecration, taste the ash that stains the soul,
(We bow to sharpened verdicts under city lights of coal),
This. . .Venomous Laudation, swallow fire, lose control.

Verse 2
Silver promises like knives, they carve a smile into the day,
Mirror mouths that preach of life while stealing colors away,
We cheer the shadow’s anthem, trade our names for state-approved,
Comfort found in shackled hearts, forgiveness long removed.

Pre-Chorus
The chorus swells, the evening folds — devotion stripped and sold,
Hands that praise the serpent’s hold, the gospel turned to gold.

Chorus
Sing the Venomous Laudation, (crown the bite that takes control),
Raise your fist for consecration, taste the ash that stains the soul,
(We bow to sharpened verdicts under city lights of coal),
This. . .Venomous Laudation, swallow fire, lose control.

Bridge
I see the fracture in the hymn, the thunder under glass,
A fevered crowd reciting lines from futures of the past.
If faith's a contract written in the blood of the betray’d,
I tear the page, I break the seal, I won’t be led astray.

Breakdown
Hail the hunger, hail the hand — feed the beast until it breaks,
Hail the hunger, hail the hand, hail to the king, watch the world as it remakes,
You worship what is killing you. Open your eyes.

“(No more — no more — no more) rising, then fall
(Stand up — stand tall)”

Chorus 3
No more Venomous Laudation, I refuse your poisoned throne,
I’ll spit the glass of consecration, take my bones and take them home.
We won’t bow to empty coronations, won’t let fear become our own,
Turn your hymn into silence — bury that crown of stone.

Outro
The drums slow down, the lights go cold, the altar’s echoes fade,
We walk away from praise that burns and from the debts we paid.
Venom dries and ruins rust — from ash a new voice grown,
We leave the Laudation to the night and claim our flesh and bone.