A melody came to me last night and it seemed to fit some lyrics I wrote around a year ago.
Still pretty much WIP.
I might post it here when it's done.
Out of a roiling sea I am mournfully born
Weeping like an infant, my body is jettisoned
From the depths of a spirit so woefully torn
Arises a frail, yet promising specimen
Unshackled, I cry out and fall to the sand
My mouth leaks corruption like viscid black oil
I limp as compensation to an unholy land,
With short, halting steps on obsidian soil
This was just a sort of intro...I really have no idea where I'm going to go with it. I think it sort of fits with some other lyrics I posted here for review last year, if only from an individual point of view.
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