Ashes of the Womb
Dark lo-fi punk, dreamy female vocals, french accent, mysterious, reggae rhythm, heavy bass
Ashes of the Womb
Dark lo-fi punk, dreamy female vocals, french accent, mysterious, reggae rhythm, heavy bass
Lyrics
Verse 1
They built their shrines on broken backs,
with rusted chains and smoke-stack tracks.
But we were seeds beneath their stone,
we cracked the earth and bled alone.
Verse 2
Their gods are pale, with golden teeth,
they write their laws on virgin grief.
But every curse they cast and bind
burns backwards when it touches mine.
Chorus
We are the howl, we are the flame,
the storm they swore they’d never name.
We rise from salt, from blood, from bone—
the ashes of the womb they owned.
Verse 3
In cellars deep and forest breath,
we stitched our rage to sacred death.
No kings, no priests, no master's hand—
just fire in the cursed land.
Chorus (repeat)
We are the howl, we are the flame,
the storm they swore they’d never name.
We rise from salt, from blood, from bone—
the ashes of the womb they owned.
Bridge
Hex the crown and drown the scroll,
grind their flags into the coal.
Our voices sound like distant drums—
the prophecy of what becomes.
Final Chorus
We are the howl, we are the flame,
the storm they swore they’d never name.
We rise from salt, from blood, from bone—
the ashes of the womb they owned.
End