Iceform's Swansong (Lyrokina remix of S'approcher de la flamme)

doom metal, symphonic metal, funeral dirge (operatic/dramatic metal ballad)

[Intro: Acoustic celesta, haunting, sparse, minimal]
[Ddim/F 6 fr] [Adim/E] [Ddim/F 9 fr] [Gdim/E]
[Ddim/D] [Ddim/D 4 fr] [Fdim/D] [Fdim/D 12 fr]
[Verse 1: Low funeral doom bass drone enters, massive tension]
[Whispered, breathy female vocals]
And what if I am the curse?
The winter your ancient blood cannot defend?
And what if for eons now,
We’ve only coddled the corpse of the end?
[Vocal shift: emotional, desperate]
Whisper it once, into the dark,
Before your great heart turns to stone.
Will I hold on?
Will I hold on?
Or shatter alone?
[Chorus: MASSIVE SYMPHONIC DROP - Slow, crushing, heavy guitars]
[Gothic Opera Vocals, soaring, tragic]
To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass?!
To circle the pyre as the centuries pass?!
But I fly anyway... I bleed anyway!
[Verse 2: Music drops out, quiet celesta and heavy breathing]
[Sparse, melancholic vocals]
Wings frozen rigid, clawing the sky...
I know this death-knell by heart.
[Chorus: Building momentum, low orchestral brass enters]
[Powerful, dramatic operatic belt]
To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass?!
To balance our weight on the edge of absolute zero?!
But I fly anyway... I bleed anyway!
[Bridge: Acoustic Harp expands like a sweeping snowstorm]
[Low, distorted guitar hum]
[Clean, haunting, sorrowful vocals]
Mmmmmmmm... And what if I suffocate inside of you?
And what if my last breath turns black in the blue?
[Crescendo: Orchestral strings surge]
Is it better to hoard the spark while the empires decay,
Or turn into frost-dust today?
Mmmmmmmm...
[Refrain: Music cuts to silence, just a heartbeat sound]
[Gasping, frail whisper]
Your dying eyes command me:
"Endure."
"Endure."
"Endure."
[Pre-Chorus: Massive orchestral hit, slow funeral march tempo 70 BPM]
[Heavy, slow, pounding drums]
Your obsidian scales grow dead, over mine which shiver and bleed.
We gamble our souls against the glacier's absolute greed.
We choke on our pride, we bow to the freeze!
[Chorus: Full Symphonic Metal explosion, weeping choir in background]
[Soaring, operatic high notes, maximum sorrow]
To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass?!
Is it really wise? Is it really wise?!
Your breath is a vapor of frost on my skin,
I count to three... do I stay or give in?!
To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass,
Is it really wise... is it really wise?!
[Verse 3: Crushing Doom Riffs grind down the tempo]
[Gravelly, dark vocal delivery]
Your ancient pulse fails on my name half-spoken,
The heavy skies split, the white void is broken.
You scream "I'm waiting" like a final dying god,
When the frost devours ice, we dissolve in the sod.
[Bridge: Emotional slowdown, clean piano only]
[Breathy, weeping vocals]
It feels like a catastrophic descent,
To tear down the altar where the apex bent.
If I say "never," your heavy lids close,
And everything inside me echoes:
"Yes."
"Yes."
"Yes."
[EPIC INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE: CRUSHING SYMPHONIC METAL DROP]
[Slow, monolithic, double-bass funeral doom drums]
[WEEPING, SOARING, NEO-CLASSICAL MELODIC GUITAR SOLO - high notes, tragic, long sustains]
[Massive orchestral string section and operatic choir backing the solo]
[Chorus: Post-Solo Burst, highest emotional intensity]
[Full vocal power, operatic belt]
To choke on the ash without mourning the sun!
If everything freezes, then let it be done!
Too bad! Too bad! We plunge anyway!
The sky falls with us today!
[Outro: Music begins to disintegrate, tempo slows to a crawl]
[Gothic, fading, exhausted vocals]
To rush toward ruin without fearing the end,
To fly until the lungs collapse and tear.
Too bad...
To plummet before learning how to ascend,
If the marrow cracks, I'll say it was written.
[Music stops completely, only ambient winter wind]
[Frail, spoken word whisper]
To dive ahead without looking behind,
Though the glacier crushes the last of our kind.
To die... like casting a final stone...
Into the frozen, silent tomb of tomorrow.
[G#sus4 chord – single heavy guitar distortion note rings out, fading into low draconic groans and freezing wind]
[Fade out to silence]

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[Intro: Acoustic celesta, haunting, sparse, minimal] [Ddim/F 6 fr] [Adim/E] [Ddim/F 9 fr] [Gdim/E] [Ddim/D] [Ddim/D 4 fr] [Fdim/D] [Fdim/D 12 fr] [Verse 1: Low funeral doom bass drone enters, massive tension] [Whispered, breathy female vocals] And what if I am the curse? The winter your ancient blood cannot defend? And what if for eons now, We’ve only coddled the corpse of the end? [Vocal shift: emotional, desperate] Whisper it once, into the dark, Before your great heart turns to stone. Will I hold on? Will I hold on? Or shatter alone? [Chorus: MASSIVE SYMPHONIC DROP - Slow, crushing, heavy guitars] [Gothic Opera Vocals, soaring, tragic] To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass?! To circle the pyre as the centuries pass?! But I fly anyway... I bleed anyway! [Verse 2: Music drops out, quiet celesta and heavy breathing] [Sparse, melancholic vocals] Wings frozen rigid, clawing the sky... I know this death-knell by heart. [Chorus: Building momentum, low orchestral brass enters] [Powerful, dramatic operatic belt] To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass?! To balance our weight on the edge of absolute zero?! But I fly anyway... I bleed anyway! [Bridge: Acoustic Harp expands like a sweeping snowstorm] [Low, distorted guitar hum] [Clean, haunting, sorrowful vocals] Mmmmmmmm... And what if I suffocate inside of you? And what if my last breath turns black in the blue? [Crescendo: Orchestral strings surge] Is it better to hoard the spark while the empires decay, Or turn into frost-dust today? Mmmmmmmm... [Refrain: Music cuts to silence, just a heartbeat sound] [Gasping, frail whisper] Your dying eyes command me: "Endure." "Endure." "Endure." [Pre-Chorus: Massive orchestral hit, slow funeral march tempo 70 BPM] [Heavy, slow, pounding drums] Your obsidian scales grow dead, over mine which shiver and bleed. We gamble our souls against the glacier's absolute greed. We choke on our pride, we bow to the freeze! [Chorus: Full Symphonic Metal explosion, weeping choir in background] [Soaring, operatic high notes, maximum sorrow] To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass?! Is it really wise? Is it really wise?! Your breath is a vapor of frost on my skin, I count to three... do I stay or give in?! To plunge into the abyss without turning to glass, Is it really wise... is it really wise?! [Verse 3: Crushing Doom Riffs grind down the tempo] [Gravelly, dark vocal delivery] Your ancient pulse fails on my name half-spoken, The heavy skies split, the white void is broken. You scream "I'm waiting" like a final dying god, When the frost devours ice, we dissolve in the sod. [Bridge: Emotional slowdown, clean piano only] [Breathy, weeping vocals] It feels like a catastrophic descent, To tear down the altar where the apex bent. If I say "never," your heavy lids close, And everything inside me echoes: "Yes." "Yes." "Yes." [EPIC INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE: CRUSHING SYMPHONIC METAL DROP] [Slow, monolithic, double-bass funeral doom drums] [WEEPING, SOARING, NEO-CLASSICAL MELODIC GUITAR SOLO - high notes, tragic, long sustains] [Massive orchestral string section and operatic choir backing the solo] [Chorus: Post-Solo Burst, highest emotional intensity] [Full vocal power, operatic belt] To choke on the ash without mourning the sun! If everything freezes, then let it be done! Too bad! Too bad! We plunge anyway! The sky falls with us today! [Outro: Music begins to disintegrate, tempo slows to a crawl] [Gothic, fading, exhausted vocals] To rush toward ruin without fearing the end, To fly until the lungs collapse and tear. Too bad... To plummet before learning how to ascend, If the marrow cracks, I'll say it was written. [Music stops completely, only ambient winter wind] [Frail, spoken word whisper] To dive ahead without looking behind, Though the glacier crushes the last of our kind. To die... like casting a final stone... Into the frozen, silent tomb of tomorrow. [G#sus4 chord – single heavy guitar distortion note rings out, fading into low draconic groans and freezing wind] [Fade out to silence]

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