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Ash & Ember - Holy When You Beg

Ash & Ember returns with Holy When You Beg, a hypnotic plunge into ritual, submission, and sacred desire. With its signature blend of dark ritual pop, gothic R&B, and doom-blues undertones, this track delivers a slow-burning confession wrapped in incense, leather, and whispered liturgy. Written by vocalist and lyricist Ash, Holy When You Beg draws inspiration from her fascination with the blurred lines between reverence and control, prayer and obedience. "It started as a sermon," Ash said. "A sacred text that no one could read aloud. The kind that only lives in the mouth - bound, silent, and trembling. It’s about discipline, about surrender, about how devotion reshapes the body." 💬 Comment below if this song made you feel consecrated. 🩸 Don’t forget to like, subscribe, and share to help the ember spread. 🛒 Ritual Merch + Downloads Coming Soon: https://shop.worldsofmythandink.com/c... Storefront: https://shop.worldsofmythandink.com 💌 Get the Forbidden Poem — Free Sign up for the newsletter & get First of Her Name: https://shop.worldsofmythandink.com/n... 📺 Follow Ash & Ember YouTube →    / @mythandink   TikTok →   / c.a.smith   Instagram →   / myth_inkworldsofc.a.smith   Lyrics: You came here thinking this was a choice. That you’d listen. Maybe kneel for a moment And walk away unchanged. Sweet thing... You were already mine the second you opened the door. You don’t need saving. You need structure. You need discipline. And I... am very good at discipline. Knot your wrists behind your spine. You don’t need them your body is mine. Pervert your senses, soft and slow. I will decide if you can come or go. I’ll decide if you move. I’ll decide if you make a sound. I’ll decide if you even breathe. You want to be pure? Then kneel and obey. In delicious restraint, I’ll teach you to pray. Your collar will speak as your body goes still And silence will beg while I unmake your will. You wear your collar like a halo. But I see how it seals you tight. No guilt ever kissed so reverent. No crown ever felt so right. You tremble like you don’t know why. But I do. Every breath is a confession. Every twitch begs for the leash. There is no mercy. You already know. It’s not about feeling good. Not for you. Your body isn’t yours. Not anymore. Devote your flesh and surrender your soul. Walk in the light of your sanctified sin. I am the altar. I am salvation. Lower your guard—and let me in. You’re only holy when you beg. When leather binds your vows to last. When your stillness is the sermon. When I deny you like a sacred fast. When my grip is a psalm your body answers. When I hold you worshipping at the edge. When I give you release like a confession. You’re only holy when you beg. Face your goddess when you serve. There’s beauty in the way you break. You come before my anointed altar. Praying I will milk your ache. You offer yourself like prayer. But prayer isn’t always heard. Sometimes… it’s felt. Taken. Swallowed. Sanctified. I don’t need your faith. I only need your mouth. Don’t speak. You don’t know the words. I will put my divinity there. Mouth open, waiting to be filled. Spread for scripture you will never speak. Bound in silence. Rewritten in use. Your name surrendered for salvation you seek. You exist only to worship. And you worship best in pieces. You will not speak unless I command it. Your lips belong to worship. You will not seek understanding. Worship does not explain itself. You will kneel without question. You will beg without shame. Your body is not yours. It is a vessel Open and obedient, you will suffer well. And I will be pleased. You will not pray for freedom. You will pray for permission. Release is never given freely. It must be earned—and allowed. And if your body is allowed to break It will be in my name. Seal the lips. Your lips belong to worship. Bend the spine. You will kneel without question. Spread the knees. Your body is not yours. Leash the throat. You will pray for permission. Bear the mark. You will suffer well. Break the will. You exist for use. Deny the end. Release must be earned. Worship fully. You are holy when you beg. You’re only holy when you beg. When leather binds your vows to last. When your stillness is the sermon. When I deny you like a sacred fast. When my grip is a psalm your body answers. When I hold you worshipping at the edge. When I give you release like a confession. You’re only holy when you beg. You’re only holy when you beg. When devotion drips across your thighs. When your mind is wracked with need. When obedience rings through stifled cries. When your body craves for my word When you fall past the ledge. When worship leaves its mark in flesh. You’re only holy when you beg. Come to my altar. Say my name. That’s how you say Amen. Come to my altar. Say my name. That’s how you say Amen. You’re only holy when you beg.