Velvet Crimson - The Whisper

Behind the velvet, where the lights are dim
They're chasing shadows, looking for a whim
A fountain of youth in a crimson stream
Living a nightmare, calling it a dream
They want the glow, they want the skin
But they don't see the rot that's growing within

Sweet like wine, but it's bitter in the end
Breaking the laws that they can't even bend
The price of the throne is a hollow chest
They're trading their peace for a never-ending rest

They're drinking from the cup of their own design
Getting drunk on the life that was never theirs to find
Feeding on the flesh, chasing after the high
But the Sun is coming down on the beautiful lie
Behold the judgment, the weight of the crown
The higher they climb, the further they drown

In the hills of gold, where the secrets sleep
They're making promises they can't even keep
A ritual of vanity, a dance with the dead
Ignoring the words that the prophets have said
They think they're gods, they think they're free
But they're just prisoners of their own decree

The blood is a witness, the earth is a judge
They're holding a debt that they'll never budge
The feast is over, the lights are turning blue
The mirror is reflecting the truth about you

Embrace the silence
The crimson fades
The soul remains