[Verse] Silent hymns in stone, the choir’s breath still low, Candles flicker, secrets in the glow. Fingers trace the psalm, a whispered name, Then—beneath the floor, the rhythm starts to tremble. [Pre-Chorus] One deep pulse, the floor begins to sing, A voice from nowhere, pulling me to the ring. [Chorus] Bassline rise, the old earth calls, Feet don’t walk—*they fall* through the walls. No hymn, no prayer, just blood and beat, I am the chant, I am the heat. Bassline rise, the old earth calls— I am the prayer, I am the fall. [Verse] The walls are thin, the silence breaks, A drum of night in shifting shapes. The choir now bends, no longer bound, A single note now wears the crown. [Pre-Chorus] One deep pulse, the floor begins to sing, A voice from nowhere, pulling me to the ring. [Chorus] Bassline rise, the old earth calls, Feet don’t walk—*they fall* through the walls. No hymn, no prayer, just blood and beat, I am the chant, I am the heat. Bassline rise, the old earth calls— I am the prayer, I am the fall. [Bridge] No altar, no creed, just pulse and bone, Skin humming low, a sacred unknown. The saints are gone, but the echo stays— In every breath, in these dark ways. [Chorus] Bassline rise, the old earth calls, Feet don’t walk—*they fall* through the walls. No hymn, no prayer, just blood and beat, I am the chant, I am the heat. Bassline rise, the old earth calls— I am the prayer, I am the fall. [Outro] Bassline rise… (whispered, layered with echo) The earth remembers… The beat is the name… I am the fall.