
The Resurrection of Frowns
dark ambient, atmospheric, voodoo, ritual, theatrical, southern gothic, deathscape, cinematic, eerie, supernatural, folk horror, haunting, suspenseful, spectral, growls, chants, operatic, resonant

The Resurrection of Frowns
dark ambient, atmospheric, voodoo, ritual, theatrical, southern gothic, deathscape, cinematic, eerie, supernatural, folk horror, haunting, suspenseful, spectral, growls, chants, operatic, resonant
Lyrics
Continuation of the Frowns story arc
by @EvilTyromancer.
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"Lève-toi, Dans la nuit profonde!"
Where mangrove tendrils writhe and arch
(Through brackish depths, through time, through dark)
The herons scatter, sensing death
(Their wingbeats mark his absent breath)
Resurrect in brackish pools
Defy nature's dogmatic rules
Where gators lie in wait for days
Where silent cypress tell no tales
Beneath palmetto, through mangrove maze
We summon Frowns from death's embrace
"Espri la, koute mwen!"
Florida Man inscribes the glyph:
One stroke downward
Two across
Three in circles, ever spinning
spinning
spinning down
"Zonbi leve, leve, nanm reveye!"
Frowns molders in his shroud of loam
(beneath her treachery)
(beneath her lies)
His flesh now feast for crimson worms and—
wait—
listen—
something stirs below
Through miasmatic moss we breach
The veil
The night
The pain
The loss
From stagnant pools and fetid mire
Draw forth his essence through the pyre
While spirits weave their ancient signs
And time itself unwinds, unwinds, unwinds...
"Papa Legba! Louvri baryè!"
Ancient gators circle near
Their eyes like amber flames
That pierce the dark and speak his name
One-two-three and
three-two-one and
NOW—
His consciousness seeps through death's doors
(drip)
(drip)
(drip)
Like venom from a serpent's fang
Like black blood through a murder-wound
Like hatred through eternity
The rite crescendos! Watch him rise
Through phosphorescent mists he strides
His eyes ablaze with rage—
No sanctum
No salvation
No escape
Through fate's nexus of convergence
Zombie Frowns makes emergence
Death's barrier breaks asunder
Swamp spirits howl for he's the hunter
In Vodoos cursed midnight craze
His vengeance tolls the final days
"Lespri move, tounen!"
"Leve nan tonm ou!"
"LEVE NAN TONM OU!"
(His vengeance seethes)
Through
mist
and
mud
and
broken death's decree
He rises
rises
rises
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