Whisper-Eaten Meat

[Intro] Mist breathing over silent terraces. Lanterns pulse like slow, forbidden hearts. A trembling voice drifts through the pines. (come closer…) (feel me…) The dark tastes the meat of my warmth as it brushes my skin. [Verse] Whisper of the pines, soften my breath. Shadow of the shrine, linger on my skin. Wind of the vanished, taste the meat of my trembling voice. Take what is warm, leave what is yearning. [Chorus] (moan… breathe…) tangled with my whisper, (don’t forget me…) melting through the dark, the shadows savor the meat of my fading warmth, I become a whisper in the night. [Instrumental] [Verse] Voices in the terraces murmur like lips on my ear. The night folds around me with a lover’s patience. A soft moan rises from the roots beneath my feet, hungering for the meat of my trembling form. I answer with a breath that opens and trembles. [Chorus] (moan… breathe…) tangled with my whisper, (don’t forget me…) melting through the dark, the shadows savor the meat of my fading warmth, I become a whisper in the night. [Instrumental] [Bridge] The forest leans close enough to taste my breath. Shadows curl around the heat beneath my ribs, claiming the meat of what I used to be. A trembling voice brushes my lips: “you belong to the dark…” My warmth spills softly into the night. [Final Chorus] (moan… breathe…) entwined with my fading voice, (don’t forget me…) echoing like a kiss, the night consumes the meat of my last warmth, I become a whisper in the dark. [Refrain] Only the wind carries my sigh. Only the dark remembers my meat and warmth. Only the forest keeps my whisper close.