歌词
Made by Shiroken
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### Intro:
### Verse:
In shadows deep where mortals weep, I roam with silent tread,
The moon, my guide, my spectral bride, leads to the crimson bed,
My heart, a void, by death alloyed, seeks solace in their cries,
Each breath is a note of death, this symphony shall rise.
### Verse:
In twilight's grace, my ghostly face reflects the dying light,
I weave a dream, a twisted scheme that brings despair and fright,
My silver strands, like artist's hands, paint visions in the air,
Each whispered word, the pain unheard, a dirge beyond compare.
### Chorus:
Moonlit halls, our darkness calls, our souls entwine in dread,
We craft with art, both death and heart, where angels fear to tread,
Our song shall be, eternally, hymns of night’s domain,
In death's embrace, we find our place, in its grasp, remain.
### Verse:
Their silent screams, a fleeting dream, echoes through midnight's veil,
I write their fate, each note a gate, to realms where spirits sail,
Their fleeting lives, their mournful cries, become the strings I play,
With every chord, a soul is poured into the night’s decay.
### Verse:
With every death of life’s last breath, my quill begins to glide,
I pen the tale, both pale and frail, where love and loss collide,
The midnight muse, with hues I choose, paints sorrow on the sea,
Each stroke, a scar, both near and far, on hearts that cease to be.
### Chorus:
Moonlit halls, our darkness calls, our souls entwine in dread,
We craft with art, both death and heart, where angels fear to tread,
Our song shall be, eternally, hymns of night’s domain,
In death's embrace, we find our place, in its grasp, remain.
### Bridge:
Together bound, in darkness crowned, our fates forever sealed,
Light can't pierce the shroud we wear. Our souls shall never yield,
In the dark, we leave our mark, on mortal hearts so pure,
For every note, every stroke ensures our art endures.
### Outro:
So let them weep, in endless sleep, beneath our haunting tune,
For we are one, till time is done, beneath the silver moon,
In night’s embrace, we find our grace, in requiem complete,
Tales of woe, death’s soft glow, in every heart, repeats.
### Epilogue:
Shiroken
Amara
Transmigration
Saṃsāra
No need for Lesmosyne
We're beyond Mnemosyne
We're beyond everything
We're beyond everything
