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Our heart will be golden
From the start I was open
But now I'm just hoping
To find a new way of coping

We're all imperfect
And I'm so impatient
I'll just wait in hell on vacation
So tell me the verdict
While your crimes remain unheard of
It's a circuit of burden
Now the merchants a hermit but still his projections are worshipped


These lessons are my protection
From falling into
Ignorance cause I'm scared of the bliss
My love stays frozen in the cold of my mind
But inside your arms is so warm
So I guess I will find my passion in burning lives
But baby We're so golden in the garden of lies
I feel your body on me and I look in your eyes
I know your too good for me but we have some time
I'll wear your soul as a sweater
Cause I'm drowning in sweat from her body heat
I'll send a bullet as a letter cause the time has me beat

How could it be real
It's ethereal
I watch the time on the cotton reels
As the film goes through I wonder who
Who you were and who I saw
My heart was clear but my eyes had fog
A thin long line and a net below
In my heart I know it won't catch me
She may snatch me but that's what it takes to be
In a grave with the one true beauty
Take over her heart with mutiny
A flame of fame shifted the blame
To claim back the way she held you
Lips to lips to have the balance tipped
The fortune favors the brave who could wave her goodbye

Far in the garden we met
All of our fear had been let loose
I begged her to take the roses but her attention was with execution
There's blood in this conclusion and I smell my own confusion aswell at stench of your rotting mind
A soul forced to be unwhole that had few options but to die

Golden Graves

She's growing, showing all her light
I'm stuck for another night
I don't know what I can do but lead the way
For some peace of mind, I'll make every line
Oh so perfect, that's what she deserves
But can I serve?
Oh I love her, but she's still incomplete
Oh my god she's perfect, what's left of me can't compete

Ugh fxxx there's something missing
I left her behind again, she's listening in
I guessed wrong, it's ruined
She's dirty, bloody, fxxx, kill her and forget
Every night I've wept, cause in this head it's kept
Repeating, repeating, every fxxxing detail
How the fxxx do I tell?
How the fxxx could her heart sell? It's ruined, it's dirty, infected
Pestilence of imperfections

It could be so beautiful, so magic
And that is why it's tragic, to stick the knife
Into every bone with strife
All it was, was one mistake
But that's so much more than she can take
She deserves a fxxxing god, so send her to heaven where she belongs
The angels may teach perfection for a thousand songs
Cause my visual angles have made so many wrongs
But it was inside my eyes all along

I'll pretend I remember my name and force out your soul for my fame
Your beauty is my guiltiest claim
You are too much to me, I am the nightmare of you
This will the first ending, the beginning
Oh fxxx I'm shaking, this is shaming
I see you in my dreams, those are my favorite memories
All I have
A distorted image of what I'd give
A damned homage, to burn the visage
There is a devilish infliction
In which I make this fiction
Of her blacked out eyes, of the night she may die
And I will write my perfect lie in the blood she spills and the soul she kills
I will writhe, and bleed, and scream for one simple perfection
In my mind shes a red projection
A snow covered mountain and a burning castle
But she makes my love a fxxxing hassle


Spread her out across the floor
Barely hanging on, but flying high, fxxx it's what I adore
If loving her may drive me crazy, it's all worth it
I could never wish for more, in a gut wrenching disappointment
Another fxxxing therapist appointment

I'm ripping apart from inside my ambition
I'm stripping myself to bone within beauties fruition
She's my lucid hallucination
I'm gripping the axe, executed
She gave me everything but I destroyed her beauty when I refuted
I repeat it all in my head, she isn't alive if I am dead and to save her may be my death
Paradoxic, take caution
Together we are caustic, a tortured artist with infernal beauty

Tortured Artist


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Our heart will be golden
From the start I was open
But now I'm just hoping
To find a new way of coping

We're all imperfect
And I'm so impatient
I'll just wait in hell on vacation
So tell me the verdict
While your crimes remain unheard of
It's a circuit of burden
Now the merchants a hermit but still his projections are worshipped


These lessons are my protection
From falling into
Ignorance cause I'm scared of the bliss
My love stays frozen in the cold of my mind
But inside your arms is so warm
So I guess I will find my passion in burning lives
But baby We're so golden in the garden of lies
I feel your body on me and I look in your eyes
I know your too good for me but we have some time
I'll wear your soul as a sweater
Cause I'm drowning in sweat from her body heat
I'll send a bullet as a letter cause the time has me beat

How could it be real
It's ethereal
I watch the time on the cotton reels
As the film goes through I wonder who
Who you were and who I saw
My heart was clear but my eyes had fog
A thin long line and a net below
In my heart I know it won't catch me
She may snatch me but that's what it takes to be
In a grave with the one true beauty
Take over her heart with mutiny
A flame of fame shifted the blame
To claim back the way she held you
Lips to lips to have the balance tipped
The fortune favors the brave who could wave her goodbye

Far in the garden we met
All of our fear had been let loose
I begged her to take the roses but her attention was with execution
There's blood in this conclusion and I smell my own confusion aswell at stench of your rotting mind
A soul forced to be unwhole that had few options but to die

Golden Graves

She's growing, showing all her light
I'm stuck for another night
I don't know what I can do but lead the way
For some peace of mind, I'll make every line
Oh so perfect, that's what she deserves
But can I serve?
Oh I love her, but she's still incomplete
Oh my god she's perfect, what's left of me can't compete

Ugh fxxx there's something missing
I left her behind again, she's listening in
I guessed wrong, it's ruined
She's dirty, bloody, fxxx, kill her and forget
Every night I've wept, cause in this head it's kept
Repeating, repeating, every fxxxing detail
How the fxxx do I tell?
How the fxxx could her heart sell? It's ruined, it's dirty, infected
Pestilence of imperfections

It could be so beautiful, so magic
And that is why it's tragic, to stick the knife
Into every bone with strife
All it was, was one mistake
But that's so much more than she can take
She deserves a fxxxing god, so send her to heaven where she belongs
The angels may teach perfection for a thousand songs
Cause my visual angles have made so many wrongs
But it was inside my eyes all along

I'll pretend I remember my name and force out your soul for my fame
Your beauty is my guiltiest claim
You are too much to me, I am the nightmare of you
This will the first ending, the beginning
Oh fxxx I'm shaking, this is shaming
I see you in my dreams, those are my favorite memories
All I have
A distorted image of what I'd give
A damned homage, to burn the visage
There is a devilish infliction
In which I make this fiction
Of her blacked out eyes, of the night she may die
And I will write my perfect lie in the blood she spills and the soul she kills
I will writhe, and bleed, and scream for one simple perfection
In my mind shes a red projection
A snow covered mountain and a burning castle
But she makes my love a fxxxing hassle


Spread her out across the floor
Barely hanging on, but flying high, fxxx it's what I adore
If loving her may drive me crazy, it's all worth it
I could never wish for more, in a gut wrenching disappointment
Another fxxxing therapist appointment

I'm ripping apart from inside my ambition
I'm stripping myself to bone within beauties fruition
She's my lucid hallucination
I'm gripping the axe, executed
She gave me everything but I destroyed her beauty when I refuted
I repeat it all in my head, she isn't alive if I am dead and to save her may be my death
Paradoxic, take caution
Together we are caustic, a tortured artist with infernal beauty

Tortured Artist

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Our heart will be golden
From the start I was open
But now I'm just hoping
To find a new way of coping

We're all imperfect
And I'm so impatient
I'll just wait in hell on vacation
So tell me the verdict
While your crimes remain unheard of
It's a circuit of burden
Now the merchants a hermit but still his projections are worshipped


These lessons are my protection
From falling into
Ignorance cause I'm scared of the bliss
My love stays frozen in the cold of my mind
But inside your arms is so warm
So I guess I will find my passion in burning lives
But baby We're so golden in the garden of lies
I feel your body on me and I look in your eyes
I know your too good for me but we have some time
I'll wear your soul as a sweater
Cause I'm drowning in sweat from her body heat
I'll send a bullet as a letter cause the time has me beat

How could it be real
It's ethereal
I watch the time on the cotton reels
As the film goes through I wonder who
Who you were and who I saw
My heart was clear but my eyes had fog
A thin long line and a net below
In my heart I know it won't catch me
She may snatch me but that's what it takes to be
In a grave with the one true beauty
Take over her heart with mutiny
A flame of fame shifted the blame
To claim back the way she held you
Lips to lips to have the balance tipped
The fortune favors the brave who could wave her goodbye

Far in the garden we met
All of our fear had been let loose
I begged her to take the roses but her attention was with execution
There's blood in this conclusion and I smell my own confusion aswell at stench of your rotting mind
A soul forced to be unwhole that had few options but to die

Golden Graves

She's growing, showing all her light
I'm stuck for another night
I don't know what I can do but lead the way
For some peace of mind, I'll make every line
Oh so perfect, that's what she deserves
But can I serve?
Oh I love her, but she's still incomplete
Oh my god she's perfect, what's left of me can't compete

Ugh fxxx there's something missing
I left her behind again, she's listening in
I guessed wrong, it's ruined
She's dirty, bloody, fxxx, kill her and forget
Every night I've wept, cause in this head it's kept
Repeating, repeating, every fxxxing detail
How the fxxx do I tell?
How the fxxx could her heart sell? It's ruined, it's dirty, infected
Pestilence of imperfections

It could be so beautiful, so magic
And that is why it's tragic, to stick the knife
Into every bone with strife
All it was, was one mistake
But that's so much more than she can take
She deserves a fxxxing god, so send her to heaven where she belongs
The angels may teach perfection for a thousand songs
Cause my visual angles have made so many wrongs
But it was inside my eyes all along

I'll pretend I remember my name and force out your soul for my fame
Your beauty is my guiltiest claim
You are too much to me, I am the nightmare of you
This will the first ending, the beginning
Oh fxxx I'm shaking, this is shaming
I see you in my dreams, those are my favorite memories
All I have
A distorted image of what I'd give
A damned homage, to burn the visage
There is a devilish infliction
In which I make this fiction
Of her blacked out eyes, of the night she may die
And I will write my perfect lie in the blood she spills and the soul she kills
I will writhe, and bleed, and scream for one simple perfection
In my mind shes a red projection
A snow covered mountain and a burning castle
But she makes my love a fxxxing hassle


Spread her out across the floor
Barely hanging on, but flying high, fxxx it's what I adore
If loving her may drive me crazy, it's all worth it
I could never wish for more, in a gut wrenching disappointment
Another fxxxing therapist appointment

I'm ripping apart from inside my ambition
I'm stripping myself to bone within beauties fruition
She's my lucid hallucination
I'm gripping the axe, executed
She gave me everything but I destroyed her beauty when I refuted
I repeat it all in my head, she isn't alive if I am dead and to save her may be my death
Paradoxic, take caution
Together we are caustic, a tortured artist with infernal beauty

Tortured Artist


About Me

Bio

I write lyrics that I'd say are mainly based around metal but may work for anything, I'd like to make the best use of my writing I can as I am not able to make music myself

CV/History

I'm new, I'd like to gain experience and grow as best I can

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