Shivering breath in a cathedral of bone
Blood-inked scripture carved into the throne
Dead angels, little angels, little angels, wings of dust
Choir sings in agony, violent harmony
The night denies salvation’s claim
Hell beneath a stolen name
Lacerated faith, torn from the light
Condemned to bloom in unholy night

Suffering does not matter now
The flesh is fleeting, break the vow
Suffering does not matter now
The flesh is fleeting, break the vow

Cursed veins pulse a venomous creed
The grave accepts the sacred cow
Devoid of mercy, devoid of need
The bones of saints form prisons of grace
Where hope decays, no trace, no trace

Eyes of the void stare through the skin
Stars collapse where guilt has been

Suffering does not matter now
The flesh is fleeting, break the vow
Suffering does not matter now
The flesh is fleeting, break the vow 

The night denies salvation’s claim
Hell beneath a stolen name

Suffering Does Not Matter Now

Born from a crack in the world’s ribcage
Eyes like rusted iron, starved for rage
He walks where the night forgets its name
Whispers bleed from the walls behind him
Curse of the undefined crown
They try to measure, try to label
But he can’t be broken down
They test his blood for mortal traces
Only void reflected in their faces
He speaks a language made of wounds
Silence screams, reality consumed

He is Something, the void that lives
A secret structure, impossible myth
He is Something, your logic undone
He’s everything and he is no one

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