Blueprint/Fugazi

“Crown me in silence…
Dress me in sin…
And pierce my faith again…”

They said pain would purify 
But it only made me colder.
Wrapped in thorns they called divine,
As the blood slid off my shoulder.

Their scripture kissed with acid tongues,
Their prayers stitched in disguise.
I swallowed light, they called it truth 
But all I tasted…
Was lies.

Thorns on my head, blood in my mouth,
Lies like nails, driving doubt.
I wore the crown they made for gods 
But felt the steel of every fraud.

You preached of grace while burning books,
Guilt turned into gold you took.
I knelt in fire, I begged the stone 
But heaven stared with hollow bones.

The choir weeps in perfect pitch,
While sin drips from their holy switch.
A lash, a lie, a kiss, a cross 
What’s salvation if I’m the loss?

This is not redemption — this is rot.
I gave my soul. They gave me… what?
A crown of thorns. A book of rules.
A grave dug deep. A world of fools.

Thorns on my head, blood in my mouth,
Lies like nails, driving doubt.
I wore the crown they made for gods 
But I broke it off with spiteful jaws.

Thorns… blood… lies…
“And none of it was mine.”

Thorns, Blood, Lies

Blueprint/Fugazi

Mr.Mantaray

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