Wyvern | Live recording

She clambers through me,
and seeds my temper with gold
Through dreams alone.
Her aging towers,
withholds her waning
angel song
To fill my hollow,
spewing embers,
grants her hold.
And silence grows,
as hope to have her,
knows defeat through,
her edging thorns.
Oh, odious wyvern,
of repentance,
of home.
Declines through aching,
as hail commences once more...
...coheres with earth
and sleeps among the waves
Through gilding tones
of petrichor and rain
Now that the world has gone,
My longed for one,
awaits
Filmed on BMPCC Original

[@leavesflowers]

really nice voice!

[@showcards]

man this is awesome ! very atmospheric... Like i watch some film and this is ending titles... sounds like Last of Us ost )

[@OlleElias]

Glad you like! More coming soon!