Chords in the Cloister — A Song Inspired by A Greek Orthodox priest, Father Dionysios Tabakis, turns monastery discipline and forbidden-volume doubt into a doom-metal record called Paradise Metal, making the electric guitar sound like a human voice inside stone walls.

[Verse 1]
Black robe, bright wire, seven strings of weather
Stone room humming like a throat beneath the floor
Everybody says keep thunder out of heaven
He says the Maker made the wire and the roar

[Pre-Chorus]
If the candle shakes, let it shake in time
If the old walls lean, let the low notes climb

[Chorus]
Bring the chords into the cloister
Let the dark bell learn to swing
There is fire in the feedback
There is mercy in the string
Turn the key, wake the choir
Make the locked room sing

[Verse 2]
Monastery techno in a kitchen full of icons
Bass like sandals on a midnight marble stair
He grins like thunder with a halo slightly sideways
Says even silence needs a little bit of air

[Pre-Chorus]
If they call it smoke, let it rise as praise
If they shut the gate, let the hinges phrase

[Chorus]
Bring the chords into the cloister
Let the dark bell learn to swing
There is fire in the feedback
There is mercy in the string
Turn the key, wake the choir
Make the locked room sing

[Bridge]
Not every holy thing is quiet
Not every shadow came to harm
Some prayers arrive on busted speakers
With a storm tucked under one arm

[Lead Guitar Solo]

[Final Chorus]
Bring the chords into the cloister
Let the dark bell learn to swing
There is fire in the feedback
There is mercy in the string
Turn the key, wake the choir
Make the locked room sing
Make the locked room sing