Songlines Myrkur

Whispers in the Underworld

Whispers in the underworld, a haunting melody bereaving,
As shadowing, blue falls darkening in the depths of the grieving.
The maskless child, an evil soul, storm-eyed and unforgiving,
A loveless union begun in the closure that is so unrelenting.

Closure brings comfort in the demure cloth of night,
As two souls unite in the underworld's darkest light.
Whispers in the night, a presence ever so present,
A familiar stranger, in the depths of the lament.

Creation falls, as our love becomes a lineage,
A trembling blood that flows through our veins in homage.
They thirst for our pure blood, our love so divine,
But we must honor our love, at the foot of the tree, the shrine.

By the foot of the tree, we become shapeless, a sanctum,
A love so pure, yet so dark, so heavy, so solemn.
Our love honored in the underworld, a place where we belong,
A tragic love, a haunting melody, a story that is forever long.

As whispers in the underworld fade into the night,
Our love lives in the shadows and the dark's light.
Remembering us, the underworld's tragic lovers, forevermore,
Whispers in the underworld, a haunting melody, we do implore.

Congrats to mcjay on runner up and thank you to Rianne on the honor for this comp. It's always refreshing to discover new music and cultures that expand our minds and embrace the diversity of humanity.