【Ryo】 DEATH✟CYCLE 【SynthV original】

vocal: Ryo (AI) (Synthesizer V) production: Marvyanaka MP3: https://marvyanaka.bandcamp.com/album/death-cycle Aron is a grumpy god of life and death on a certain planet full of big lizards, giant insects and overgrown amphibians. Somehow mortals forget about the 'life' factor what adds to his grumpiness.. Song is a part of personal series 'The Sun the Moon the thief' lyrics: time to close your eyes meet the end of days and nights among my cold arms know there's nothing left you'll rot away like those before you and like those you forgot about but I remember all of you but I am made of all of you they don't speak my name no prayers they share but who would call for a presence of pain and death you're just like them looking far away among memories this is the fate this is no shame the end time to share your lies I hear you all days and nights that's my job after all gods who cannot tell joy or dismay and you value them more value them more than me I will play that role of a devil, monstrosity that preys on mortals since you are no more oh poor damn soul toss away all your fears like those you forgot about but I remember all of you but I am made of all of you they don't speak my name no prayers they share but who would pity a presence of pain and death how can I blame a child who decays no looking back now step in afterlife the cycle ends here from your birth to your demise I wish I could've save you from that disappointment they don't speak my name but why would they care about forgotten presence of pain and death you'd think I can avoid loneliness you have each other I have eternity I know every name the prayers I've heard but who would call for the god who takes and gives you're just like them shivering remains I promised to love this is the cycle of life and death this is the fate this is no shame do not be afraid my little lost soul I wait for a day you shout out my name Story that appears in the background: Once there was a miserable spirit. The spirit called upon the Creator of the worlds: 'Oh, mighty Creator! Give a purpose to my existence, for it is meaningless and shallow.' And the Creator heard the spirit, and made him a God of the planet the Creator's sons owned, gods of the Sun and the Moon. Yet, the spirit, who took a name of Aron, who was making sure the earth bears fruit that could feed all the living, who was taking care of all the souls taking their first breaths in their new bodies and walking their final paths to the Willow of Souls, became associeted with death only. Mortals have only seen him in what has withered, and in what has rotten. They heard him in the final breaths of their loved ones. And thus he became the feared and hated God. And thus he became sour and lonely. Yet he never stopped loving the many of lifes he was meant to take care of. That was not the purpose he was given, but something he chose for himself. ♥SOCIAL MEDIA!♥ BandCamp: http://marvyanaka.bandcamp.com/ DeviantArt: http://marvyanaka.deviantart.com Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/marvyanakap/ Twitter: http://twitter.com/MarvyanakaART SoundCloud: http://soundcloud.com/marvyanaka