Frost In The Soul (2024)

The Archross performing “Frost In The Soul.”
Provided to YouTube by Archross

℗ 2024 AI Music (CSMS)

Electric Guitar: Suno
Unknown: Aross
Arranger: Archross
Piano, Synthesizer, Vocals: Suno
Pipe:Suno
Engineer: mage
Writer: Ari

Dipping hands into an icy creek,
Sensing its freezing zeal,
Breathing out trapped air from the chest,
Gently lowering the eyelids,
But not loosening the hands clenched.
The chirping of birds is heard,
Tree trunks' squeaking,
Only the sound of bubbling,
Disturbs this instant.

Hands are numb,
Dead silence,
But in the ears, the scream still echoes.
The stream breaking over submerged stones,
Moist sprays above pitchy eyebrows,
Stains on the formerly clean shirt,
The pearl earring lost to the flow,
A shard of glass, a cut on the pant leg,
Steady eyes gazing skyward,
An image permanently etched in view.

At home, a cherished cooled omelet,
Drives parched lips to seek water,
This gulp proved the most delightful,
An instant, frames in its reflection,
Wandering,
A path that trembles the mind,
Despair, but revelation,
Pulsing heart,
The thrill of each new attempt,
Scores of scraped cuts,
Leave a pleasant prick.
A collection of yells in the ears,
And people's rumors on the lips,
Finally instilling self-pride.

Scent of roses, a shot of vodka, shaking hands,
A kiss, scent of vanilla, a sharp blade,
A house without mirrors, a cellar of pickles,
A bite, pain in the temple, crunch of a window,
Branches in the face, a dose of adrenaline,
Morning dew, grass cutting the feet,
Mosquitoes stinging,
Flies buzzing,
Depth of water,
Freezing,
It is so freezing.

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