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curekibouka-writing · 8 months
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Meleanor's lullaby English lyrics
This is not a direct translation, it's singable lyrics that I made for an English cover
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Love, you are safe here, cradled in warmth
All I have, my starlight and my pride, my joy 
Even now, I am watching over you
Let’s stay together, dear
Nothing to fear, though we will part and dreams won’t last
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Rest well tonight, my dearest, now rest in my arms
Listen to these words I sing,
I pray you will walk towards the light
And never be lost 
In sweet dreams for life
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mauhandraws · 4 months
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the rose on your coffin door
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ryllen · 2 months
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suntails · 8 months
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the weight of family and the pull of gravity
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faerygala · 4 months
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Call 911, my eyes keep seeing you around
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phuuca · 18 days
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perfume
(concept art for a fic I'm writing)
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quetzzall · 8 months
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Baby, let's design new comfort 🐚🌊🌺
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crystallizsch · 1 month
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"we're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light"
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mochinomnoms · 2 months
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rook and jade would find the lyrics of ‘in a week’ so romantic, like ‘let’s rot together and let our bodies return to the earth babe!’
YOURE SO RIGHT YOURE SO RIGHT YOURE SO RIGHT
To love someone so much that you'd rot into the ground with them, knowing that your last moments with them will be spent in their embrace as you pass and your body becomes one with the earth. It's fine, because as long as you're with them, their heart is happy and full They hope that when your bodies are found in the far future, nothing remaining but your bones preserved by the earth enclosing you two and fossilizing your embrace, that the world will know that they were home.
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qwakque · 10 months
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short scarabia animation because why not LOL
song is lovegod by sarah kingsley
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0rchidm4ntis · 10 months
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My little love,
Tell me, do you feel the way my past aches?
When you lay on me, can you hear the way my heart breaks?
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curekibouka-writing · 11 months
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English lyrics for Briar Valley BGM
The feeling that all the times I have written made-up lyrics and poems for Diasomnia is culminating in this one moment of me actually being able to sing out the Briar Valley BGM seriously I love this piece so much _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
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Heed the words of those who came before our lives
Mourn the loss of children who still live when we rise
Stay awake till the night is over, 
keep the way home in your eyes
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And heed the words of fathers who have guided you through the days
Mothers who have shielded you with love in their embrace
Time has come at last, take your swords and fight so forever they stay
(Heed their wish, we must bring them peace
Till they go, we stay)
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Love will never die
Greed will never die
Learn from the blood of the past forever gone
No loss, no more
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Heed the words of those who came before our lives
Honour those who rest far in the sky 
Find where loyalty lies, brave the raging fire
Take your sword, use it wise
Find the power within, fight for peaceful days
Love creates a chance for life
Author’s note: These lyrics are mostly written with the image of a folk song wishing for peace in mind. But then I tried to incorporate the ideals of Malleus, Lilia and Silver into the song. For example, “stay awake” and “keep the way home in your eyes” are meant to be a direct reference to Silver trying to find his way back to reality in book 7 chapter3. The line about “fathers” alludes to Lilia, while the line about “mothers” kind of alludes to Malleus’s mother in my personal headcanon. The overlapping lines and the last verse both creates a contrast between Malleus’s and Silver’s way of dealing with Lilia’s departure in book 7. Ultimately this was just a really really emotional piece for me where I combined a whole lot of personal interpretations and stuff, I really hope you enjoyed...! 🙏🏻
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r-aindr0p · 6 months
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To think I’m going to have to wait one year until I seize this guy by his uniform bell the second his banner is here…
Same song I took the lyrics from for a previous post. "Belle" from the french musical version of Notre dame de Paris
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jewelulu · 4 months
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I should’ve told you what you meant to me… cause now I pay the price
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cephalotyrant · 6 days
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OH I WANNA BE JUST LIKE YOU!! (Ill do whatever it takes!)
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ceruleancattail · 1 month
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I WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE A BREAK TODAY BUT UNFORTUNATELY CHARLOTTE SANDS AND HER SONG “Spite” HIT ME HARDER THEN I EXPECTED TODAY-
So have my brainrot of Rock Star Vil.
The purple ends of his hair flying around, as Vil picks up the microphone from its stand. Pumping his fist in the air, to an astonishing loud cheer from the crowd. He’s in all black, silver jewellery sparkling on the base of his neck, draping delicately over his collar bones. Chains around his wrists, twinkling like stars.
Even amidst a thousand stage lights, Vil still found a way to shine the brightest amongst all of them. He clutches at the microphone like it’s his lifeline, knuckles growing white from the sheer force he was exerting. Singing to the crowd, every letter spilling from his lips. Every syllable seemed laced with an alluring poison, an enchanting melody that never left your heart after you’ve heard it once.
Vil had the voice of an angel, and the raw, burning emotion of one who had been cast down unjustifiably. Truly the fairest of all.
Perhaps you’re his manager. Trailing after him after every concert, passing him a towel or some water. Vil’s rather grateful to you, considering the fact that you’ve stuck with him all this while. Even when he was just a fledgling of a singer.
You two sometimes spend lonely nights with each other, scribbling down lyrics on pieces of scented notepads. Ideation and inspiration do come from odd places… and having a piece of you in his songs does sound rather appealing to Vil.
He keeps the pages with your handwriting on it. Tucks it in a small drawer for him to pour over later, smiling softly at the way your letters dance across the page.
He does insist you watch his performances live on stage whenever you can. There’s a different sort of experience you get from listening to someone sing on the stage, rather than in a recording studio. The atmosphere, the sheer energy of the crowd…
And besides, he’ll do so much better if he knew your lovely gaze was on him for the entirety of the show.
So what do you say, love?
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