Lyrics
[Into]
[Verse 1]
...Bait me close into your encampment.
Sell, me , your scraps....
Show your smile to my excitement,
And prepare...your...bath...
The bitter taste of memories consumes you, now you should, give...them...back.
...
[Verse 2]
...The painted Thornes of wounded roses,
Fills...your...crown...
Shave your head then cut your wrist,
And soak...her...gown.
You've chained yourself to a loveless alter , bound above the ground.
You plucked your wings and broke your bones,
and now you CANT COME DOWN!
[Chorus]
In your mirror scry!
How many times you died!
So you inflict pain on all you see.
Your wounded heart it bled!
And soaked her burning bed!
And now you want tribute from me.
[Guitar solo]
[Verse 3]
...I see the ashes of your garden.
Statues of...the...past...
Collect the seeds for a future pasture, and stones to be re-cast.
Gather feathers and bones ...and fix then to your back.
DIG YOUR FINGERS INTO MY BONES AND SHOW ME YOUR PATH!
[Final chorus]
In your mirror scry!
How many times you died!
So you inflict pain on all you see.
Your wounded heart it bled!
And soaked her burning bed!
And you want tribute from me.
[Outro]
Your wounded heart it bled!
And soaked her burning bed!
And you want tribute from me...
Style
emotional female grunge vocals. dark. melancholic. echo. darkdepressiveemotionhard
Credits
Prompt byMr Sonic Sol
GeneratedJan 2, 2025
ModelAria v4
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