Petrichor
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026
Sweaty air Keeps me awake The room listens To her sleepy moan Down behind the curtain Running process Passion turns into love Faithful face with a wound in form of the moon In a milky white dress, I'm taking from her our last dance Closing her eyes last time, I'll whisper Mendelssohn waltz And our dreams will burn, which have not become a reality Suddenly, things have gone too far The place we loved, we torn apart I'm sick of what we have become Behind the light words that tease and flout
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026
We dismantle the customs of reason To find at least one sign Which could reveal the dimension of memory Maybe I am a victim of unrequited love My mind wanders in Aether Throes of a distant source On our false shores Smoke rises from the earth In byre among cattles There was a dead body It was a boy - a demigod
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026
Let the names go In a trip through vacuum memories Bring to the victim marble promise Sink me in the Leathe river Find my dreams, under the landscapes of tombstones lean to me, I'm indecisive like a wave Drown me in your convincing philosophy Disappear into the walls of this lonely cave Sweet so sweet Inaccessibility is nasty Kneeling at the crowd I was blowing out the fire with my chest Find my dreams, under the landscapes of tombstones lean to me, I'm indecisive like a wave Drown me in your convincing philosophy Disappear into the walls of this lonely cave
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026
Fake sympathy In the smoke covering a noisy dialogue Stories of forgotten miseries Cause a dream with every tear Demands are increasing I'm losing control of all this Let those rusty faces Stop hunting me Time does not heal It just hides the pain and changes its appearance May those who don't have feelings be blessed Gates of paradise are always open to you Drawning in swamp Blinded by contempt I'll slip here Under the open sky April moon rises When trees turn to rust And source of the invisible light Dissolves in dust These drops of blood will not wash away our sins I buried you far away to forget this pain But every night your image appears to me Dead weight, ruthless murder I'm weaved of quicksilver lies There's no drop of pure blood in me I warped into something i hated Depraved dirt and amorality in human form I am not worthy of forgiveness, mutilated horse Cries of loss, broken eyes You will rid your fear of this shame Just let those fingers cut the wet flesh
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026
Rise in this early dawn hour Feel the warmth, cover her scars Under a wandering sky, eye to eye You'll hear the last goodbye If the memory of us is true The essence of who we are Let your children know the truth And fall asleep, under the brightest star How I wanted you to stay An open heart is destined to bleed it's alive, but it's undone But you left under that burning day Without waiting for the stone future built for us If the memory of us is true The essence of who we are Let your children know the truth And fall asleep, under the brightest star And the wind is enjoying laughing at my grief A love toast pronounced by chorus Whispered by the wind Feeling cold blood in your veins Finally I'll look at the hands hugging you
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by BloodShrine — Aug 21, 2026