【SynthV Original】On Photorealism【Neriful ft. Qing Su & Yuma】

halloween can be in july if i want it to be ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ the second of two songs from the upcoming album (check out on entomology if you havent yet)! i realise i keep calling it an album but like........its only gonna have five songs on it and its not like i ever planned for more than that??? i just like the sound of the world "album" ig this ones ab a photographer called kameko who gets ✨ possessed ✨ by the vengeful spirit of a victorian era poet (not pictured). funnily enough, the ghost in the video is a completely different oc of mine through a whole bunch of coincidences i wont bother explaining now. the creepy little guy youll see in the video is hayate, an ex-student studying medicine and by ex i mean he fucking died SDASGFDJGHD i'll spare you the details of how it happened n all the animation for when kameko sings along w the lines was so damn hard to do bc i started doing it on a whim using frames rhian gave me to make her breathe (definitely not to talk) but i think its a nice first attempt or smth also the lyrics go so fuckign hard until the first chorus but then they just go downhill please forgive me.........the song is almost completely surface-level literal from the pov of the oc its ab but reading it as smth else (abusive relationship? idk) is totally within your power and i actually encourage it hopefully (hopefully) once the whole albums been triple checked n all, i'll be stuffing it onto streaming services too ! that might be nice. okay thats it byebye ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Neri | Audio, video https://neriful.bandcamp.com/album/on-photorealism Rhian | Art Special thanks to the rats, I love you all (platonically) ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Lyrics: The veil of night calls witnesses to blame A baited breath runs colder in absence of rain The hour lost, the subject dead—long gone Correct the lens, this evidence won’t cut and so on… Ah, it’s familiar again It’s you, on cue; why won’t you provide the pen? I don’t know if I can take it, but I’ll hold it, play pretend New moon I’ll beg for penance, prove my blood I’ll beg for Judgement Day to bud I’ll give it up for him gone soon I wish for ‘me’ to be returned I’ve long grown tired, now I’ve learned I’ll give it up, I’ll give it up… The veil of night calls out to you, my dear Your fingers burn, your coffin is soon to appear The hour lost, your watch reads twelve, dead on Now bound to serve, my subjects long gone Ah, it’s familiar again It’s you, on cue; oh, the ink’s gone crimson red I don’t know how far I’ll take it, so you better keep your end New moon Now beg for penance, prove your blood Until your Judgement Day does bud Don’t give it up, I’m still with you It won’t be long ’til I’ve returned Your power’s helpless, you will learn Repeat just this: “I won’t give in!” New moon I’ll beg for penance, prove my blood I’ll beg for Judgement Day to bud I’ll give it up for you gone soon I wish for ‘me’ to be returned I’ve long grown tired, now I’ve learned Don't give it up— Can't give it up I can't give in...