ASHES OF HALOS

MAAT - ASHES OF HALOS

Intro - whisper

You hear it? It's not bells...

It's them falling...

Hook

Halos falling from the broken heads of angels

And raining on us like ash from a burned cathedral.

Halos falling from the broken heads of angels

And raining on us like ash from a burned cathedral.

Verse 1

Heaven split in half, roof torn wide open,

And through the hole fall those who were supposed to guard us.

White feathers in the mud, gold in the gutter,

Every fall silent, every one faceless.

They said - eternal, they said - immortal,

One push was enough to make them mortal.

No choir, no hymn, just dust in the throat,

I stand on ruins and watch holiness fade.

Hook

Halos falling from the broken heads of angels

And raining on us like ash from a burned cathedral.

Halos falling from the broken heads of angels

And raining on us like ash from a burned cathedral.

Verse 2

I pick one up, cold, heavy like a stone,

Empty inside - no God, no amen.

Only rust of faith, only a mark of fire,

Proof that someone once prayed to a lie.

Pockets full of gold that don't shine no more,

Shoes full of dust from their shattered halos.

If this is what heaven looks like after the fire,

I'd rather stand in this smoke, at least it's honest here.

Bridge

Falling... falling...

On our heads... on our hands...

Ashes... of halos...

Hook - full power

Halos falling from the broken heads of angels

And raining on us like ash from a burned cathedral.

Halos falling from the broken heads of angels

And raining on us like ash from a burned cathedral.

Outro

Ashes... from a burned cathedral...

On my hands...