Aviators - Lunarblood (Halloween Song | Synthwave)

Hear this song on the new Halloween EP! Bandcamp: https://soundoftheaviators.bandcamp.com/album/lunarblood-ep Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/767wn0pidAadO2zik8hcJg?si=1089f59388514b1e Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/lunarblood/1848998836?i=1848998856 YouTube Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Pgsq6wEboA&list=OLAK5uy_m5mjPjtzxJyhW1u7jvjbTCFfskSgtoMvs&index=2 You didn't think I'd miss out on Halloween, did you? I'm back with a whole EP of fun tracks to help set a synthy mood for this spooky season! The first track here is Lunarblood, the title track about a werewolf/vampire hybrid making a rare appearance at a Halloween ball. An onlooker seems to fall for her trance, following the inquisitive thoughts of wonder... Is she a monster of legend, or something more? Artwork is by the lovely @ABluSkittle Carefully mastered by @fishpaste2100 Lyrics: On a night of drinks and dress The dead rejoice, the saints confess But at enchanted hours they say Monsters rise again By rumors heard and whispers spread We feel a presence yet unsaid A lost unholy remnant That is destined to attend Before the dim October sky She comes, a guest, I question why And at the door I stop and fight A trance, locked with her eyes Oh Lunarblood your nature shines How have you danced through desperate times Do human heartstrings lie within The moonlit night's monarch Oh show me are the stories true Or do they lie to hide from you A thrill that must awaken A hunger from the dark Steadfast, she moves across the room A presence chilling as your doom The traveler of two worlds The howling deep divide We freeze bewitched, perhaps, or dead Entranced by moonbeams rusted red But are these skipping hearts From instinct or our pride Before the dim October sky She comes, a guest, I question why And at the door I stop and fight A trance, locked with her eyes Oh Lunarblood your nature shines How have you danced through desperate times Do human heartstrings lie within The moonlit night's monarch Oh show me are the stories true Or do they lie to hide from you A thrill that must awaken A hunger from the dark Dim lights On the evening's breath From the depths Rules the mother of the midnight And like wild she goes As the city knows You have the spotlight A devil's stride Your cursed birthright The alpha's pride Or so the tales write Where "none survive" Has your taste partaken night's temptation Outside The portrait's frame Known by a bloodline But rarely named Oh when the hunt comes Do you feel the pain? Or do you feel exhilaration? She looks, I stare, can't break away I face, prepared, my final day To die, her eyes, provide Her will before her words A dance, she says, I swear I hear A taste of night, implies, I fear That I, to her, surrendered here Eclipsed a thousand years Oh Lunarblood your nature shines How have you danced through desperate times Do human heartstrings lie within The moonlit night's monarch Oh show me are the stories true Or do they lie to hide from you A thrill that must awaken A hunger from the dark