Guardians of Atonement

(Verse 1) In the corners of the library, where whispers tend to roam, Lies the secret of the Sin-Eaters, in shadowed tones they're known. They feasted on the sorrow, the bread of the bereaved, Absorbing all the sins, so souls could be relieved. (Chorus) Oh, Sin-Eaters, guardians of the silent moan, Carrying the darkness, so others won’t atone. In history’s hidden chapters, their tales softly glow, The Sin-Eaters, the forgotten, in the undertow.