Sanctum in Neon

In the smog, in the pulse of the chrome

Where gods wear masks and wires for bones

Still stands a shrine of crimson stone

A silence where the devils roam

Wind chimes ring on rusted steel

Prayers stitched in circuit zeal

Monks in fiber robes still kneel

Chanting what the world won't feel

Ceremony beneath satellite skies

Burning incense as the city cries

This is the Sanctum in Neon

Where thunder yields to peace

The spirit sings through shattered glass

And broken hearts find release

In the hum of lost devotion

We light the fires of dawn

Guarding sacred memory

Until the chaos is gone

They said the gods had fled

Replaced by data, by dread

But I've seen the last priest cry

In pixelated candlelight

Lanterns rise like coded dreams

Amidst the buzzing power streams

Fox masks cracked with silent screams

Still guarding ancient schemes

Unmei no hashira... hikari wa nokoru

The pillar of fate... the light remains

Machine blood stains the sanctified floor

But still they chant behind the door

Cyborgs kneel to pray no more

But echoes remember what hearts were for

This is the Sanctum in Neon

A garden of stillness and flame

The last place not devoured whole

By progress without a name

So light the lanterns, let them fly

Through acid rain and steel-gray sky

This temple breathes-this temple cries

And still, it dares to defy

I leave my blade beside the gate

And enter without hate

In silence... we endure

The temple is pure