The Bone Orchard | Dark Gothic Rock | Ember & Echo

Come taste the fruit… Come join the dead… #TheBoneOrchard #EmberAndEcho #DarkGothicRock #DarkElectro #GothicRock #Darkwave #DarkFantasy #GothicMusic #FemaleVocals #DarkMusic #FantasyMusic #HorrorMusic #OriginalMusic #CinematicMusic #GothicFantasy Lyrics by me Song by Suno AI Video by Capcut Lyrics: Come closer... Don't be afraid. The sweetest things... Are buried deep. Deep. Deep. Deep... Moonlight spills through branches pale, White fingers reaching through the veil. She walks between them, soft and slow, Where nothing blooms, yet crimson grows. She knows your name. She knows your face. She knows the things that you erase. Don't look beneath the roots, Don't ask what feeds the leaves. Some things grow from love, Some things grow from grief. Come taste the fruit, Come join the dead. The roots remember, What you once said! Come take a bite! Forget your name! You won't leave, The bone orchard the same! A crimson apple, warm and bright, Like stolen blood beneath the light. She places it into your hand, And smiles as everything goes to plan... You bite — and suddenly, You're somewhere you have never been. A childhood room. A lover's eyes. A final kiss. A last goodbye. The memories aren't yours to keep, But every bite makes them run deep. Don't listen to the trees, They're whispering your past. Every secret that you buried, Was never bound to be your last. Come taste the fruit, Come join the dead. The roots remember, What you once said! Come take a bite! Forget your name! You won't leave, The bone orchard the same! One for the sorrow. Two for the pain. Three for the promise. You'll never be the same! Four for the lover. Five for the greed. Six for the secret. Time to make you bleed! And when the branches call you, Don't pretend you cannot hear... The orchard has been waiting. The orchard brought you here... Roots beneath you... Hands around you... Memories bloom. Roots beneath you... Nothing can save you... You're part of it too. Come taste the fruit, Come join the dead. The roots remember, What you once said! Come take a bite! Forget your name! You won't leave, The bone orchard the same! Come taste the fruit, Don't turn away! The trees have learned, That you're the prey! Come take a bite, And close your eyes! The lands are filled, With your screams and cries! THE ORCHARD GROWS!