Crimson Cartography
Được tạo ra bởi Veiled Abyss với Udio AI
Lyrics
Past gods and beasts, her purpose true In rhythmic rites, this lore she knew To honor life (life's secret core) A sacred art, from lore of yore Each cut precise, a dance with death To chart the vessels' winding breadth In shadows deep (deep and cold) She wanders through the tales of old The blade sings soft, an ancient lay Methodic as the night to day The heart, it holds (holds the truth) A map within its crimson groove Her hands they weave (weave with grace) A tapestry within the flesh Through thrumming life, a sacred space Whispers of a world afresh The organs speak, in silent tones Of secrets held in blood and bones As moon's pale gaze (gaze so still) Rests on skin like morning dew Her whispers stir the silent room Tales of old and futures new Fingers trace (trace so sure) The edges of a mortal frame The keeper’s lore, her voice commands With silver threads between her hands The heart, the lung, the soul’s abode Within the body’s mystic code In deep repose (quiet hallowed hall) She follows where the spirits call
