Name: Silver Wraith Butterfly
Duration: 6 min 39 s
Description: Слушайте песню Silver Wraith Butterfly - The Kairin онлайн с альбома Pale White Flower в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:39. Год выхода - 2026

The Kairin

Silver Wraith Butterfly

Pale White Flower

Far too cold in this place Can you hear the silks moan

I have flayed the skin off the false gods on their throne

My divine Prince, I've come back through the dark and the night

Just to tear you from heaven, from its prison of light

On the torn strip of canvas, cold linen and thread

From the vial poured the moon, thick and heavy as lead

In the ash of your temples, where nothing is whole

Let me die as a slave — if the slave is your own

Let the mad fire blaze at my feet, let it rise

Your porcelain profile salvation, my prize

In this winter with no end, among the bones of the dead

I need no other mercy, no word to be said

Through the frozen abyss, step by step where you go

You light up my one private darkness below

If the heavens erase every trace of your light

I'll erase the damned world where you're gone from my sight

Not a soul will dare be cruel to you again

I will shelter the flower in a blood-red rain

In the thousand-faced cave, a Calamity prays

Only to you — my God, my Prince, all my days

Eight long centuries, empty and aching and slow

Only the price of the vow I made long ago

On that same finger the red thread burns like a brand

No world, no heaven can cut it It finds where you stand

In my city of ghosts it is far too cold to sing

I would die for you hundreds of times — anything

My lost Prince, my one light in this ash and this night

I'm your servant forever, through burnt years, by right

Let the silver butterflies fall to the stone

This ghost bows to one God of a thousand faces alone

Your white ribbon made a noose — and would not let you go

And the madness of servants closed that ring long ago

All those hundreds of dirty swords that ran you through

Every blow, how I dreamed I could take it for you

I gathered your pain in my butterflies' wings

So I'd breathe and I'd follow you through everything

If this world is a ticket to the headsman's blade

I'll come back from the dead for the light that you made

There's blood on my hands, there's a crack in my laugh

All of it yours — my divine sin, my other half

In this red eye of mine, where a tear froze in place

You will see your own wild, loyal dog — see his face

My one and only Prince, in this filth, in this waste

You're the whole height of heaven to a soul that's disgraced

And your holy face there, among black burial mounds

Is all that my godless life ever loved, ever found

In the dark of the cave there is nothing but stone

Every breath that I take keeps your name, keeps it known

So my mind wouldn't shatter in the madness and dark

I kept carving your face — every stroke left its mark

That porcelain image, as fine as spun silk

I hewed out of the rock till the world had gone still

A thousand of you standing in the black wilderness

Casts of my lonely and crucified soul, nothing less

Let them scream that I'm a monster risen out of the pit

All their dirty rumours are hollow — not worth spit

This ghost was born to rot at your feet, and to stay

And this dead devotion — no one can take it away

My one and only God, my salvation, my flame

There is nothing holy in me but your name

If the heavens decree that they crucify you once more

I will rise from the abyss and burn heaven to the core

Слушайте песню Silver Wraith Butterfly - The Kairin онлайн с альбома Pale White Flower в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:39. Год выхода - 2026

Silver Wraith Butterfly

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