MOAT 2123 - Obsidian Halo (Pop - Demon Days)

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[Verse 1]
The lights don’t reach this part of town,
Where angels fall and don’t make sound.
I built a throne from rusted steel,
With hands that forgot how to feel.

I learned to smile with blood on my teeth,
To whisper grace underneath the grief.
You call that darkness — I call it home,
Where silence sings and I’m alone.

[Pre-Chorus]
I bit my tongue 'til it bled like a vow,
Held it all in — who’s listening now?
Buried my name so deep in the dirt,
But pain taught me more than love ever could hurt.

[Chorus]
Obsidian halo, I made it mine.
I walked through hell — and I’m still divine.
Don’t need your heaven, I forged my own.
Still wearing scars, still standing alone.

(Yeah…)
Still standing alone.
Still divine.

[Verse 2]
They tried to pray the fire out,
But I kept burning, full of doubt.
If you saw what I’ve survived,
You’d never dare to call me "alive."

No one stayed, so I became
The storm, the sword, the smoke, the flame.
Built from ruin, stitched with ash,
Don’t need redemption — I am the aftermath.

[Pre-Chorus]
I wore my shame like a second skin,
Tore it off slow just to let light in.
They said I’d break — they weren’t wrong,
But shattered pieces still make songs.

[Chorus]
Obsidian halo, I made it mine.
I walked through hell — and I’m still divine.
Don’t need your heaven, I forged my own.
Still wearing scars, still standing alone.

Obsidian halo, black as the night,
Crowned by mistakes that taught me to fight.
No choir, no savior, no borrowed grace—
Just me and the mirror, face to face.

[Bridge]
You don’t know what it costs
To lose, to burn, to count every loss.
But I still rise from all I wrecked,
Not perfect. Not pure. Just self-respect.

(Hold me under, I still breathe...)
(Cut me deep, I won’t bleed...)

[Instrumental Solo]

[Final Chorus]
Obsidian halo, I made it mine—
A crown from hell, but I still shine.
I don’t want peace, I want control—
A throne of truth, not fool’s gold.

Obsidian halo, black as sin—
But this time, I’m not folding in.
If this is war, then I’m the flame.
Still divine — and never tame.