Vanitas: Flowers and Tiny Creatures – Abraham Mignon (detail) // Monolith – PHILDEL

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Vanitas: Flowers and Tiny Creatures – Abraham Mignon (detail) // Monolith – PHILDEL
I am not good at video editing but when Sunrise on the Reaping comes out I NEED and edit to “Funeral Bell” by PHILDEL.
Oh, mother, I'm scared to die
Where, where do my good deeds lie?
Oh, father, I'm scared to live
Takes more than i've got to give
Oh, sister, my voice is weak
Oh, brother, I long for sleep
Oh, hunger, I know you well
My cruel friend is a funeral bell
This song reminds me so much of Haymich.
This line form the chorus
Shadow in black, you are grim from your reaping
Perfect.
When Phildel writes a song and somehow, every time, it's about TLT
Deep into the dark with you
A creature with no god in you
'Into the Woods', PHILDEL
From a tender age, I was cursed with rage
Came swinging like a fist inside a batting cage
'The Lighthouse', Halsey
And walk back down again to feel your words
And their sharp sting
And I'm getting fucking tired
'Labour', Paris Paloma
Watch out, watch what you say
Your truth becomes your grave
A sword can cut both ways
But I got sharp blades
Feel the rage
'The Blade', AURORA
I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones
'Savage Daughter', Ekaterina Shelehova
A collection of lyrics inspiring my dark fantasy/folklore protagonist
Choose your favorite magical music artist!
The Amazing Devil
Aurora
Caroline Polachek
Florence + the Machine
Hozier
Phildel
Pick your favorite ethereal spirit/ old god/ fae/ woodland being/ music artist. 💚
Cause nobody ever got you good You know how to hit and run And the day I catch your flag Is the day you'll grab your gun You said whoever draws first blood has won And it's the last thing you say Before you walk away A line through those trees And when all's said and done I was the first to grab the gun Watched you fall to your knees As I felt the bullet leave
Harrow the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir / Eleonora, Edgar Allan Poe / Trying to Kill the Moon, Motherfolk / The Kiss, Edvard Munch / Beside You, PHILDEL / The Great, Tony McNamara