A Murderer's Lullaby

ambient, trance, violin, ambient trance, haunting piano, sad, disturbing violin, atmospheric, anthemic, horrorcore

An updated version of my 'murders lullaby', i did in v3.5. This is v4.

“The first time i heard their heartbeat, it was just a rhythmic beat. 
A dull thud against my palm. 
As I watched their life drain away from their eyes, and yet, I felt nothing. 
The symphony of screams, the crescendo of agony. 
Their pain is an elixir, and I’ll drink it until I drown.”

In this dimly lit room, I hear the tears drip,  
Each drop a reminder, of time's cruel grip.  
My minds like a flame, flickering low,  
Shadows are dancing, but they won't let me go.

Mirror reflects a face I don’t know,  
An ashen mask, with secrets to show.  
The ghost of my past, it haunts me inside,  
Some debts can’t be cleared, no matter how hard I try.

Whisper in the dark, can you hear the sigh?  
It's a murders lullaby, oh, i wish you goodbye.  
With every heartbeat, I feel them close,  
In this web of lies, I’m nothing but a ghost.

Her skin pale to the touch, worm-eaten and cold,  
Veins tracing pain, stories left untold.  
I watch her decay, as her life fades away,  
waiting for a memory that won't decay.

Mirror reflects a face I don’t know,  
An ashen mask, with secrets to show.  
The ghost of my past, it haunts me inside,  
Some debts can’t be cleared, no matter how hard I try.

Whisper in the dark, can you hear the sigh?  
It's a murders lullaby, oh, i wish you goodbye.  
With every heartbeat, I feel them close,  
In this web of lies, I’m nothing but a ghost.

Count the days, the hours, the heartbeats left,  
Mapping out revenge, oh the sweetest kind.  
With a blade in my palm, ancient symbols I've drawn,  
In this silent symphony, I won’t be alone.

Whisper in the dark, can you hear the sigh?  
It's a murders lullaby, oh, i wish you goodbye.  
With every heartbeat, I feel them close,  
In this web of lies, I’m nothing but a ghost.

Let the cursed violin sing, in the moon's glimmering light,  
A haunting melody, unraveling my night.  
So, though our love, a haunting echo, a lingering flame,   
In this murders lullaby, there’s nowhere to hide.

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An updated version of my 'murders lullaby', i did in v3.5. This is v4. “The first time i heard their heartbeat, it was just a rhythmic beat. A dull thud against my palm. As I watched their life drain away from their eyes, and yet, I felt nothing. The symphony of screams, the crescendo of agony. Their pain is an elixir, and I’ll drink it until I drown.” In this dimly lit room, I hear the tears drip, Each drop a reminder, of time's cruel grip. My minds like a flame, flickering low, Shadows are dancing, but they won't let me go. Mirror reflects a face I don’t know, An ashen mask, with secrets to show. The ghost of my past, it haunts me inside, Some debts can’t be cleared, no matter how hard I try. Whisper in the dark, can you hear the sigh? It's a murders lullaby, oh, i wish you goodbye. With every heartbeat, I feel them close, In this web of lies, I’m nothing but a ghost. Her skin pale to the touch, worm-eaten and cold, Veins tracing pain, stories left untold. I watch her decay, as her life fades away, waiting for a memory that won't decay. Mirror reflects a face I don’t know, An ashen mask, with secrets to show. The ghost of my past, it haunts me inside, Some debts can’t be cleared, no matter how hard I try. Whisper in the dark, can you hear the sigh? It's a murders lullaby, oh, i wish you goodbye. With every heartbeat, I feel them close, In this web of lies, I’m nothing but a ghost. Count the days, the hours, the heartbeats left, Mapping out revenge, oh the sweetest kind. With a blade in my palm, ancient symbols I've drawn, In this silent symphony, I won’t be alone. Whisper in the dark, can you hear the sigh? It's a murders lullaby, oh, i wish you goodbye. With every heartbeat, I feel them close, In this web of lies, I’m nothing but a ghost. Let the cursed violin sing, in the moon's glimmering light, A haunting melody, unraveling my night. So, though our love, a haunting echo, a lingering flame, In this murders lullaby, there’s nowhere to hide.

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