Lyrics

The Blooming of Ash


Verse I
When gods grew deaf and mortals wept,
And stars no longer vigil kept,
She walked alone through thunder’s breath,
To cradle peace in arms of death.

Her voice was wind, her light was warm,
She faced the beast within the storm.
Not with blade, nor hate, nor cry—
But soft, she said: “I see you. Die.”


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Chorus I
Oh Ren, flame-wreathed and sorrow-spun,
She wove her end to halt the sun.
To seal the beast, to still its breath,
She gave the world her quiet death.
And where she fell, the trees did fade—
The Crimson Forest, soft and grave.


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Verse II
But not alone did she descend—
Vyrn walked the dusk to meet her end.
His name was shadow, forged in loss,
A blade grown cold beneath the cross.

He watched her form begin to fade—
The veil of flame, the price she paid.
“Ren, please… not you…” he choked through flame.
But love does not unmake the name.


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Ren’s Final Words (spoken or softly sung)
“Don’t hold your breath for me, my dusk…
If you do… the wind may never return.”


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Verse III
He held her close. The world stood still.
And gods, in silence, drank their fill.
The beast was bound. The curse was laid.
And all around them, red trees swayed.

Then silence cracked. Then something broke.
A scream, a curse, a vow he spoke.
His eyes bled stars, his voice was flame—
He turned to heaven, called each name:


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Vyrn’s Vow
“You watched her burn. You did not rise—
So mark my voice across your skies!
I’ll drag you down. I’ll break your throne—
You’ll bleed as we bled, die alone!”

“I curse you all—until the end—
You’ll never feel the breath of Ren.”


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Bridge
The Spiritstream grew quiet, thin—
Ash fell like petals on his skin.
And in his arms, the flame grew cold—
But still he carried what she told.

He left her there beneath the bloom—
Where crimson flowers now consume.
He walked away with nothing whole—
A god unmade. A shattered soul.


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Final Chorus
Oh bloom of ash, oh blood-born tree,
You hold the heart we could not free.
Ren’s breath still stirs in every dune,
Her lullaby beneath the moon.
And Vyrn, the dusk, still walks alone—
His vow engraved in stars and stone.

(Final verse male )
“Let it be carved in flame and dust—
what I became was hidden from the gods…
until it was far too late.”