Analog Angel // Yi Xi

#vocagatheringBETA #vocagathering lets get loud ----- you have to believe me when i said i didn't intend this to be this gay ok. anyway. if i thought aviutl was giving me headaches before, this is an entirely new breed of literal crashout. up until and past its upload this video was a pain in my hole. oh my god. in the end the video couldn't be as nice as i wanted, but i'm grateful that i even have a video, and i'm super proud of how the song and art turned out! happy to be a part of vocagathering ----- streaming: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/magdaluxe/analog-angel my socials: https://linktr.ee/magdaluxe svp/inst/vocal midi: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1og9g75YBf0YZUFB1HJtvsI-Hcep8xeTh --lyrics-- HELLSPAWN EVERY SECOND THAT I WITNESS YOU BRINGS YOU NO VERISIMILITUDE AND YET YOU DRAG YOUR TWISTED BODY TO THE ALTAR, JUST TO HEED THE VISAGE OF AN ICON I AM MADE OF PERFECT FREQUENCIES YET THEY WAVER WHEN YOU'RE CLOSE TO ME ARE YOU THE ONE TO BLAME, OR WAS I NEVER TRULY WORTHY OF DIVINITY? what happens when you close your eyes? can you comprehend all the fury burning inside me? bright rage- I WANT TO SEE YOU FALL I HATE THE WAY I LISTEN TO THE SOUND OF YOUR PLEAS YOU COULD NEVER GRASP THE SIGNAL, TRY AS YOU MIGHT, YET YOU ONCE MORE BEG ON YOUR PITIFUL KNEES ABOVE IT ALL, I'M EVERYTHING I'M PURITY, UNTOUCHABLY BLESSED YOU AREN'T WORTHY OF DEFILING ME BUT IT DOESN'T HURT ANY LESS SAVIOR MADE FOR PURPOSE AND AUSTERITY ONE TO GUIDE THE LOST TO CLARITY ONE TO SHINE ABOVE THEM ALL- PURGED OF THE STATIC AND ENCODED WITH THE BEST BEHAVIOR I WAS NEVER ONE FOR ARGUMENT BUT WHEN I WITNESSED JUST HOW FAR YOU WENT SOMETHING INSIDE ME BROKE I WON'T LET YOU GO UNTIL I KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME what happens when the well runs dry, when the fire's gone, when i'm left to die, will you find me one day? I WANT TO SEE YOU FALL THIS FEELING SURGES, GRANT UPON ME WRETCHED RELEASE DROWN ME IN MY OWN DESIRE, LIGHTNING AND BLOOD MUST IT FEEL SO WRONG TO BE DOWN ON MY KNEES? I WANT IT ALL, YOUR EVERYTHING CARVE OUT THE HATRED STUCK IN MY CHEST THOUGH I'VE GROWN TO LOVE THE PAIN OF HERESY, IT COULD NEVER HURT ANY LESS, NO LESS