Bloom
petals bloomed and blackbirds wept,
sunlight burned into my flesh.
petals bloomed, the stream sang low,
where my noose swings soft and slow.
ravens circled overhead,
whispers tangled with the dead.
roots grew through my hollow bones,
night forgets what day has known
Die With Me
my soul has withered, like a wilted rose,
god’s burning light upon my body glows.
the thorns of memory tear through my skin,
your warm embrace still hurts like flames within.
grief eats me whole,
graves line the sky.
i’ve killed before -
and you will die.
Solitude
Instrumental
Cutting Through the Sky
i cut through the sky,
and glimpse eternity -
the one that brims with sorrow,
the one that overflows with love.
thorns grow through me,
yet they do not wound.
the azure sky gleams like my blade,
In her bloody eyes, my tears are reflected
Deadly Love
Instrumental
Nightmare Life
standing at the precipice of life
my life is just a night
I'm dead, but I feel the pain
I can't escape
I'm cursed - forever alife
and I rush through the endless night
and the trees greet me
the shadows are calling me
Despair
i would prefer
to dissolve into this earth,
so that wildflowers could grow through me,
the rays of the sun would burn my corpse,
and the wind would scatter my ashes.
every moment of existence
is unbearable.
each day, like a thousand years,
has been filled with pain
Deathlight
Instrumental
Stream of Life Ends Here
Instrumental
Crimsonight
seven nights I bled beneath the waning moon.
each drop turned emerald leaves to crimson bloom.
i carved my way with a silver blade,
and passed through gates where only dead may stray.
the earth drank slow the remnants of my past,
her breath rose cold beneath each step.
alone beneath the whispering leaves,
through endless dark no stars would dare to pass.
the Sun no longer warms this withered skin,
the Moon withholds her gaze for what I’ve been.
no shadow follows, no footprints mark my way.
i found no peace within the shapeless void,
just hollow echoes spelling from below.
the last of love I dared to keep now fades,
as I dissolve where no one calls my name.
Mourning
softly, the forests mourn for me,
and streams weep for our memory.
these places hold what used to be -
but all they kept was misery.
i cut through skies, then fade unseen,
i lived before both time and grief.
death took me in, but brought no peace -
i search for you with no release.