“The Halo Butcher”(Lyrics In The Description)

(whispers) DeathCrown... heartbeat FX They said salvation waits above... They said temptation waits below... But nobody warned me they'd both want a piece of my soul. Verse 1 I've got fingerprints embedded in my skin, From holy hands and wicked claws digging in, Every promise tastes like rust on my tongue, Every prayer sounds loaded from a smoking gun. They pull my shoulders till the sockets crack, One side dressed in white, the other dressed in black, Neither one cares if I survive the night, They just wanna claim the corpse after the fight. My reflection's got blood running from its eyes, Watching feathers and horns collide in the sky, Pieces of me scattered across the floor, Still they're begging me to give a little more. guitar builds They tell me I'm chosen, They tell me I'm damned, Everybody wants ownership Of what I am. Pre-Chorus I'm losing feeling in my hands, While heaven and hell make demands, Their voices tearing through my veins, But I'm not kneeling for either name. Chorus Whoa-oh-oh... Angels at my throat, Demons at my spine, Everybody pulling, Trying to divide my mind. Whoa-oh-oh... I'm carving through the battlefield, Leaving wings and horns behind, If they want my heart so badly, They can choke on what's inside. And I won't belong, To the dark or divine, I'm the halo butcher, Drawing my own line. Verse 2 Bodies hanging from the branches of regret, Every scar another debt I haven't paid yet, Golden feathers drift like snow through the air, Mixing with the crimson fragments everywhere. One angel swung a blade across my chest, Said obedience would finally bring me rest, A demon grinned and offered me escape, Both were liars wearing different fucking faces. The ground beneath me started growing teeth, Chewing through the memories underneath, Every version of myself began to scream, As reality unraveled at the seams. drums intensify I can feel them closing in, I can hear their marching hymn, But the thing they're hunting now Isn't scared of them. Pre-Chorus Their judgment's dripping from the walls, I hear the echoes when it falls, No throne above or pit below Will ever own my soul. Chorus Whoa-oh-oh... Angels at my throat, Demons at my spine, Everybody pulling, Trying to divide my mind. Whoa-oh-oh... I'm carving through the battlefield, Leaving wings and horns behind, If they want my heart so badly, They can choke on what's inside. And I won't belong, To the dark or divine, I'm the halo butcher, Drawing my own line. Bridge half-time drums | haunting guitar The sky split open... And their armies flooded through. I watched halos shatter, I watched monsters fall in two. Blood painted the horizon, Feathers drowned the dirt below, Rotting prayers and broken fangs Became the garden where I strode. They thought I'd choose a side, They thought I'd wear a brand, But I buried both beneath me With these shaking hands. choir rises No saviors... No masters... No devils... No pastors... Just me. Final Chorus Whoa-oh-oh... Angels at my throat, Demons at my spine, Everybody pulling, Trying to divide my mind. Whoa-oh-oh... The battlefield is silent now, The vultures left behind, Nothing left but shattered bones And ghosts I couldn't hide. Whoa-oh-oh... I'm standing in the aftermath, Covered head to toe in scars, Neither heaven nor abyss Could ever tell me who we are. And I won't belong, To the dark or divine, I'm the halo butcher, Drawing my own line. Outro clean electric guitar | fading choir The angels fell... The demons bled... But the hardest thing to kill... Was the war inside my head. heartbeat slows fade to silence #guitarsolo #music #metal #metalcore