🩸ПЕСНЬ АЛОГО ТУМАНА🌫️ [@cumalot🏰][🐍#Mythical]

🩸ПЕСНЬ АЛОГО ТУМАНА🌫️ _______________________________ | by @princessakikoheartfield | Original lyrics _______________________________ For the full experience, here’s the link to the video clip: https://youtu.be/swzf1aCjEng?si=smiOThcVqpKg_pgO _______________________________ Привет всем! Надеюсь, у вас все хорошо! 💕 Hello everyone! I hope you're all well! 💕 Today, I want to honor a creator I really admire on Suno : The magnificient CumAlot! 🏰 I already made a song for him, which you can find pinned. He has always delighted me with his various music projects, and I've also often been stunned by him❤️‍🔥 He's supported me ever since I joined this platform, and I'm incredibly grateful for that 🥰 JE T'ADORE!!! Ты мне нравишься 💕 I used some tags from my dearest CumAlot's instrumental to help create this song: 🔗https://suno.com/s/0GyCRu6BiCUZBqVB I also wanted to take this opportunity to join IDALTA’s project (even if it's already over ^^'): 🔗https://suno.com/s/Zodgvj7YucIpfk2d Weirdness: 81% Style Strength: 80% Special thanks to Vivi because she inspired me with her many forbidden love songs: 🔗https://suno.com/@vivivalentine1 Enjoyed listening and/or watching! Translation at the end! _______________________________ Aokiba : Imperfect Goddess, Sublime Mistake Appearance Half-woman, half-snake, Aokiba has a seductive human torso and iridescent, scale-like skin. Her deep green, slit-pupiled eyes and black hair streaked with emerald ripple like serpents. She wears bone and metal jewelry, and her soft voice carries a dangerous allure. Origins Born from a forbidden union of woman and serpent, Aokiba was an accident of ancient forces. A cosmic entity elevated her to goddesshood, granting her immense power without erasing her dual nature. Role & Reputation As a divine guardian, she tests human souls. Some worship her, most fear her. She walks the line between warning and punishment, seduction and threat. Legends say no one survives her trials. Personality Aokiba is both protector and manipulator. She appears at moments of choice, in dreams, mist, or twilight, and probes the strength of will. She provokes, tempts, and judges, seeking truth beneath desire and fear. Powers Breath of Judgment: Triggers visions of past choices; survival depends on acceptance. Serpent’s Embrace: Measures corruption through pressure; mercy or destruction follows. Hypnotic Voice: Calms or controls, but drains her energy. Threshold Manifestation Appears where reality blurs, no sanctuary, no rest. Shards of Ancient Earth: Summons primal elements that distort perception and memory. Hidden Fragility She is not invincible. Her powers exhaust her, and she lives between worlds, wild and human, finding solace only in nature’s quiet moments. Alekumov : The Lost Love Rejected as a child, Aleksei never let bitterness consume him. His only creed: “Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you.” He speaks only when he has something to offer. He seeks no power, no glory, no redemption. He lives on the margins, with a peace few can explain. A humble healer who met her without fear or desire. He listened, offered a river-polished stone, and passed her test by simply being himself. She nearly failed her own. But divine love is forbidden. When she kissed him, the world cracked. One morning, he vanished, not dead, not taken, but erased by the force that made her divine. Since Then Aokiba changed. She is no longer just a judge or temptress. She has known love, and lost it. Some say her gaze now hesitates. That her venom sighs. And deep in the marsh, a smooth stone rests at the foot of a nameless grave. _______________________________ Вдруг стих ветер, ни шёпота, ни вздоха, Дикие звери бегут, лягушки молчат, Туман сгущается, окутывает ноги, Запах горький, травы с кровью старой смешан. Земля мягка, но следов нет. Далекие шёпоты, рыдания Без цели, без смысла. [c] «Ты думаешь, что один, Но мир смотрит на тебя сквозь неё.» Говорят, она ползёт в камышах, С ядом в глазах, с сердцем изо льда. Шепчет в вечернем ветре, Заманивает заблудших на пути. Ждёт. Смотрит. «Думаешь, отступить, но она рядом.» Её взгляд режет лжецов, Кожа сверкает, как чешуя греха. Нет ни голоса, ни мягкой правды Только испытание и цена. «Женщина-змея, качели судьбы под ногами.» Обнимает, и наступает тишина, И всё, кем был, растворяется в тумане. Странный человек с красными глазами, Как рассвет над могилами, пришёл. Говорил мало, носил мир как плащ, Не боялся ни змеи, ни призрака. Когда пришла, не убежал. Она играла, плела яды и круги… Он не сдался, не искал власти или прощения, Хотел понять, протянул руку, Взглянул в сердце И впервые она колебалась. [c] Боги не любят промахов, И не приемлют любовь невозможного с чистым. Они наказали её: испытание провалилось, «Ты рождена из заблуждения, не умеешь любить.» Он же должен был исчезнуть. Любимое не удержать, Прикосновения стирает небо. С рассветом его нет Лишь тень имени В алой росе утра. В густой туманный вечер Она кричит без звука То, что не сказала, То, что хотела сохранить, То, что не взяла. «Она съела праведного», говорят Но никто не знает его выбор. В мху, где никто не ходит, Лежит белый камень, Отшлифованный исчезнувшими пальцами, Сжатый в чешуйчатой руке. Некоторые в голубой час Видели слезу, Скользящую по подбородку богини, Которую никто не зовёт по имени. [c] _______________________________ Suddenly, the wind dies, no whisper, no sigh. Wild beasts flee, frogs fall silent. The fog thickens, coils around your legs. The scent is bitter, herbs mixed with old blood. The ground is soft, but no footprints remain. Distant whispers, weeping Without purpose, without meaning. [c] "You think you're alone, But the world watches you through her." They say she crawls through the reeds, Poison in her eyes, a heart made of ice. She whispers in the evening wind, Lures the lost along their path. She waits. She watches. "You think of turning back, but she is near." Her gaze cuts through liars, Skin gleaming like the scales of sin. No voice, no gentle truth Only the trial, and the price. "The serpent-woman a swing of fate beneath your feet." She embraces and silence falls, And all you were dissolves in the mist. A strange man with crimson eyes Came like dawn above the graves. He spoke little, wore the world like a cloak, Feared neither serpent nor specter. When she came, he did not run. She played, wove poisons and circles... He did not yield, sought no power, no forgiveness. He wanted to understand, reached out his hand, Looked into her heart And for the first time, she hesitated. [c] The gods do not forgive mistakes, Nor tolerate the love of the impossible for the pure. They punished her: the trial had failed. "You were born from illusion, you do not know how to love." He, too, was meant to vanish. What is loved cannot be kept, Heaven erases the touch. With dawn, he was gone Only a shadow of a name In the crimson dew of morning. On a thick foggy evening She screams without sound What she never said, What she tried to keep, What she never took. "They say she devoured the righteous," But no one knows his choice. In moss where no one walks, Lies a white stone, Polished by vanished fingers, Held tight in a scaly hand. Some, in the blue hour, Have seen a tear Sliding down the chin of the goddess Whose name no one speaks. [c] _______________________________