PRIVATE SERMON. THE OFFERING WAS NEVER YOURS. Etched in blood and outlined in defiance, this rocks glass bears the sermon no mortal was meant to hear. Each letter bleeds — a ritual in red — dripping from the rim like a curse that never dried. Crafted for those who drink with intent. For those who know the vessel lies. For those who were never meant to be saved. 10.5oz clear glass Wraparound print in blood-drip outline Dishwasher safe, but hand-washing preserves the ritual Designed for whiskey, sacrament, or silence You’ve stumbled into a Private Sermon. Drink accordingly.