“Through me is the way to the city of woe. Through me is the way to sorrow eternal. Through me is the way to the lost below."

- 
A cry for help. A fleeting fit of power.

Written/Recorded 2020-21
Artwork : https://www.instagram.com/sydneycrysell/

There Was Nothing

today, today, today
back inside the grave,
the coldest embrace,

i swear that im ok,
never one to take,
just one day onto,
forever

- 
A cry for help. A fleeting fit of power.

Written/Recorded 2020-21
Artwork : https://www.instagram.com/sydneycrysell/

Today

@bodywaltz the master of manipulating minimalism in so many different ways - thank you for blessing our song

flailing wings dont drown,
follow me down, rotting verses

disperse the feeling,
the illness, the reason
im bleeding through prettier pictures,

rope upon my ankle, beautifully still,
a spirit amongst the ocean i still feel ill

leave me there
leave me scared

down, down, im beautifully still
down, down, im beautifully ill
down, down, where the light wont reach
down, down, to the coldest heat

wont you risk it, come down with me
forever more, where the light wont reach

- 
A cry for help. A fleeting fit of power.

Written/Recorded 2020-21
Artwork : https://www.instagram.com/sydneycrysell/

Beautifully Still (+ BodyWaltz)

a tall tall tale to live thru me
this fiendish drive, to feel complete
unrelenting want, for things i cannot be

self actualize
spittin in dead eyes
self actualize
spittin in dead eyes

dont end this dream  - falling
hold me from the capture
now im under sheets under cover 



- 
A cry for help. A roar of power.

Written/Recorded 2020-21
Artwork : https://www.instagram.com/sydneycrysell/

Falling

it came again
freeing hands,
theres
more to break i
know

stale carcass, from skin to
blossom, its only a dream,

ill go back to sleep
lifeless nothing, i
writhe within bedsheets

theres
more to break i
know

lock the boy into the dark

no hurt, no feeling
lifeless, cold

talk me out of that place,

grey field, the flowers grow,
inside my fraile bones
leave you, a shadow
trying to, hold onto a ghost

i know, i know
its so so cold
maybe the water will clean out my eyes

lifeless eyes,
lifeless smile,
paradise

lifeless eyes,
theres more to break i
know

lifeless smile,
theres more to break i
know

- 
A cry for help. A fleeting fit of power.

Written/Recorded 2020-21
Artwork : https://www.instagram.com/sydneycrysell/

"the fool " @thefo0l
i crawl out of the hole,
i was fucked unto.

There Was Nothing

crimson chaos (aka. Wounder)