Lyrics The H.A.G. (feat. Apollo Kepler) - Vane Lily

Ascension, suspension, redemption
A gambit's lesson in desperate obsession
Reflection, confession, regression
A foolish message to question progression

Darling, hold my hand tight
Beneath the fading moonlight
Don't fear, for when you wake
I'll be there waiting, dear
So, darling, hold my hand tight

It's sick how sympathetic values
Stain on the skin
(Timelines demystify systematic suicide)

Yet your win is martyred as a
Poor man's attempt at sin
(Timelines demystify systematic suicide)
I'll rewrite my plight tonight

We seem to meet on those snowy, winter days
As the summer slumbers in a solar-still malaise
Reside in twilight, I know our souls are tied
I'll blight the night

And as the vagaries of life
Pass through our transitory eyes
I see you there and eulogize

If our fates are bound by my past mistakes
I'll forsake every memory
And damn us to never wake
Betray the angel's frame

Redemption, obsession, regression, progression
Through cycles and trials, could I still atone?
Come say you hate me, berate me
That you're not worth saving
But what of the blood gently staining the snow?

Just tell me
Tell me why you have to go
How could you know?
How could you ever know?
(How would you even know?)

Stay with me
Sinking into the unknown
How could you know?
Just tell me how you know

May the L.O.R.D. be my light
(La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la)
May he guide this spineless spite
(La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la)
As the flow of fate refrains
(La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la)
I'll embrace your cold remains

Human ascension is a belligerent game
(And on that day we split that latte)
The tides of time are set to restless shame
(We saw our fate)
Oh, Nalin, Calla, Zahir, Hana
(In refrain, wilting away)
No matter the shape
I'll find a way to break the frame

That frame of us remains in my head
A collage of all the ways you've seen me dead
I lay awake in phantom embrace
As these memories caress my frigid face

And the song that you wrote
As the snow graced the oak
Left an old haggard crow
On an endless plateau

I'll lament my descent
But I'll never repent
Watch this heartache transcend

Begging
"Don't you wilt away!"
The H.A.G. cries out in vain
As forty-two cicadas laugh in his face

"The past can't be negotiated,"
Father Time declared
But I'm stuck here still, my daffodil
Tell me why you've lost your will

The gods are ever cruel
For even in this life I am but a fool
My tears create a burning shame
To bring this world to flames

Oh, your feeble face is
Rotting upon the rust
The charred remains of this place
Will be nothing but scattered dust

Dios, te odio
Ay, te odio
Gasté siglos buscando absolución
Hace años que me abandonaste
Tres milenios de pura aversión