Choir of Broken Wings

Hell Calls Me

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Choir of Broken Wings

Verse I
In the hush between heaven’s locked gates and flame,
You whispered my name like it wasn’t a shame.
I was stitched out of light, you were carved from the night,
And we met in the margins where neither was right.

You laughed like a wound that forgot how to close,
I bled out a feather each time you came close.
And the sky kept a ledger of all that I’d lose—
While you learned how to feel what you never could choose.

Pre-Chorus
They said love was a sin I was built to deny,
But I fell into you like a prayer learning why.

Chorus
And I lose a feather every time that we touch,
While you gain something human, too much and too much.
We are fire and hymn in a borrowed disguise—
A choir of broken wings trying to learn how to fly.
Oh, choir of broken wings… don’t say goodbye.

Verse II
You tasted my sorrow like wine on your tongue,
And the devil in silence began to feel young.
Every meeting we steal is a fracture of law,
Every kiss is a crack in the heaven you saw.

I am lighter with love, disappearing in part,
But you’re heavier now with a pulse and a heart.
If redemption has teeth, then it’s biting through me—
And you’re almost a soul I was never meant to see.

Pre-Chorus
They carved my name out of celestial stone,
But I’d carve it again just to not be alone.

Chorus
And I lose a feather every time that we touch,
While you gain something human, too much and too much.
We are scripture rewritten in ash and in sky—
A choir of broken wings learning how to die.
Oh, choir of broken wings… don’t say goodbye.

Bridge
If I fall all the way, will you finally stand whole?
If you carry my fire, will I carry your soul?
We are punishment written in mercy’s own hand—
A heaven that trembles, a hell that can stand.

Final Chorus
And I lose a feather—still I come back for more,
While you learn how to love like you’ve never before.
We are ruin and grace in a beautiful lie—
A choir of broken wings refusing to die.
Oh, choir of broken wings… let’s learn how to fly.