Redness in the West 

I’ve been looking for america 
Saw it turn into blood at the hands of a tyrant god 
I turn my attention to the moon 
Wondering if the blue is the shadows of you 

A child born confused 
Tennessee honey 
Stole the youth 
Dancing in a black tutu 
The picture on my wall the only memory of who
 
Images of a mother crying unused 
Purpose lost as woman-born lays limp
In the pits of the bruise in her chest where I’d try to portray my unrest 
Mother hear, it’s taking so long to pass the test 

I never claimed to be very pretty 
The privilege of genealogy 
Oh Mississippi river runs thawed 
Warmed by Suns and destroyed by maws 

Meridian blurs in my sight 
Tranquil nights dismantled by harsh surprise 
When I realised something was different inside 
Waiting for my mother to tell me it’s alright 

Blood spilt across mud, turf and dirt 
Razor-sharp splitting palms
Red fox torn apart 
Give me a chance to start far away in my backyard 

The evil of being a woman 
Augury from the moment I breathed life 
As a child 
Potential in the wild 
I miss her smile

Redness in the West (Dirty Piano Demo)

Another clunky piano demo because I have no time to fully produce shit rn lmao 

Lyrics: 


My skin feels strange 
Ravenously melting away 
Auspicious moons land in my head 
That feels the same as it did last May when the blade cut me open and sewed me back together 
Like I was some strange confidant of Paimoms parasitical prey

Avenues lost and new form caverns in my mind 
Digging into the old wounds that broke open over time 
Blood and ooze and everything that makes up who I’ve been drawn into 
Punish me, please 
My cowardly deeds are no match for 
The righteousness of me on my knees
Eat my mercy 
Nevada death rattle rings near

Christ can’t save me now 
Kill your idols before they catch you 
Disillusionment permeates a purple soul of heat ablaze and fire in my eyes I can’t dampen
When you’re between my thighs 

That dirty little mind of yours that’s shamed me into submission and contradictory fears of what this life will bring for me when I draw near to Paris, Tennessee calls for me 

Vanishing Point (Piano Demo)

Something I made forever ago but wanted to put out again cause I lowk really love it 

Funereal

this is one of the first songs that i was ever really proud of. it was also the last song that i ever fully produced before i had to get rid of my old blog and it's just been collecting dust ever since. i still love it  but the guitar frustrates me as it always does. my voice is also not up to the standard it is now but either way, it means a lot to me. what started as an acoustic demo turned into something much bigger and i felt like a real artist in that moment. anyway, don't wanna pour my heart out on the tl. 

lyrics: 

I dream about going to Alabama someday 
Cause England’s okay but I can’t seem
To get away from the feelings I have
About being bound 
And never having a say about when I can leave 

Dad always says my incompetence 
Won’t get me on the road 
That I can’t live without him or mom 
What a shame he doesn’t believe in my soul

I wanna be pretty
A singer and a wife 
On stage my second home
On display for all of those who want me
I’m looking for someone to want me

Every time I find a friend
After six months I hate them 
And now I find I’m better off being alone
Cause I can’t stand to hurt another soul

I wanna be pretty 
A poet and a mother 
With a little girl-child 
That I can call Vi
Short for violets blooming in the dead winter nights 

And I hope she doesn’t turn out sad like her mama 
Or come to me crying 
Cause she doesn’t like being alive 
Just like me 
Can I even carry the child without breaking down?

Hereafter

Sachiel

I’m not that type of little girl
Been a secretary my whole life 
Don’t know what to do if i’m not being told 
Godsent 
I don’t know who I am 
I don’t have anything else to give you 
Baby, don’t make me say it anymore 

Heartagarams in my head 
The symbol of my soul
Then again I was never creative enough 
To hold it as my own 
So many things I could do 
Promise in the summer dew 
Scold me, please 
I’m bored here 

Be mean to me 
I deserve it 
Oh, honey, please

I’m an angel 
A woman untold 
An angel 
A woman bound to your hold 

Past the point of no return 
I’ve done things that would make your stomach churn 
“Come back to bed, dear, don’t dramatise your life.”
“No one else commits to their strife quite like you angel.”

A woman untold 
An angel
A woman who really knows how to throw it all 

“Hey, little lady
Ain’t you so pretty?” 
“Thank you sir but my soul don’t match my eyes 
It ain’t blue or white.”

Cause I’m an angel 
A woman untold 
An angel 
A woman afraid of being old

Sachiel (Demo Depravity)

dumping my demos here until someone's willing to make my shit into goth doom metal

HERETIC

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