[Intro]
In the chapel hush, I pace the line between shadow and vow.
A whispered truth treads softly, asking what I’m really bowing to.
[Verse 1]
I fold my hands, pretend the light is clean,
Yet behind my eyes, a storm keeps churning unseen.
I chant the psalms, a steady, practiced prayer,
But mercy sits outside the door, waiting there.
[Pre-Chorus]
If the mask is holy, where is the mercy I owe?
If faith is a show, who’s the one who knows?
[Chorus]
Trust fractures where lips stay still and eyes confess,
Deception dressed in halos, wearing quiet distress.
I’m praying for honesty, to mean what I rehearse,
Between the kneeling and the fall, who holds the universe?
[Verse 2]
Beneath the gilded cross, a secret breath of doubt,
Actions count louder than the words I’m shouting out.
Loyalty, a rumor I’m trying to prove,
To God I say I’m faithful, to myself I’m proving wrong.
[Pre-Chorus]
If the heart is a chapel, what bells ring true?
If love wears a robe, who is worshipping who?
[Chorus]
Trust fractures where lips stay still and eyes confess,
Deception dressed in halos, wearing quiet distress.
I’m praying for honesty, to mean what I rehearse,
Between the kneeling and the fall, who holds the universe?
[Bridge]
Silence answers back with a weathered, haunted tone,
I’m tallying betrayals in a prayerful undertone.
If I lift the truth, will mercy rise or fade away?
Can devotion survive the night’s unmasking day?
[Chorus]
Trust fractures where lips stay still and eyes confess,
Deception dressed in halos, wearing quiet distress.
I’m praying for honesty, to mean what I rehearse,
Between the kneeling and the fall, who holds the universe?
[Outro]
May hospitality of heart outlast the brittle creed,
Let grace sift through the lies, till truth is what I feed.
