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Chonny Jash - Hollow Steps
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(NOTE: This artist occasionally deals in NSFW content!)
As he wanders, the Kokiri-Hylian boy struggles to discern whether the whistling is growing nearer, or louder. Higher, fiercer. Whether he grows closer to it, or it does to him.
What's certain is that it's cold, and sad, and soaked in regret.
Then, as if fading from nothing, a man appears, already in motion.
Interestingly figured, swaying slowly and morosely, dancing to an audience of the sky and an empty rock tower, the man hypnotizes the hero into a trance.
Encircled in stones, he bellows thus...
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LYRICS:
THESE BONES ARE HOLLOW.
BREEZE FLOWS THROUGH THE MARROW.
HEAR THE FLUTE OF SORROW PLAY MY SOUL’S FAVOURITE SONG.
LET THE TUNE SEE MORROW. LET THE COLD PLAY ON.
SING HIGH WITH VIBRATO THE SAD SONG OF KAMARO.
MOST OF ALL, I PLEAD YOU LEARN YOUR TIME, LEARN YOUR STANCE.
DEATH MAY CLAIM MY VOICE, BUT LET MY STEPS TWIRL IN PERSISTENCE.
THOSE THAT SEE ME GONE MAY CLAIM MY LIFE’S LOST IN TRANCE.
BUT KAMARO LIVES ON AS LONG AS THOSE WHO BREATHE STILL
DANCE!
(Kamaro! Kamaro! HA!)
Lonely seas! Snowy peaks!
Canyons, swamps, towns and creeks.
Lo! Woe is me!
All these things, now, I’ll never see!
Such is life that it must die.
But yet, still, regret fills me deep inside.
I’ve but one wish, that now resounds in the night.
One wish, heard and denied.
These veins are see-through strings bowed like an Erhu.
So, you.
Play it cool.
(Kamaro! Kamaro! HA!)
Here it comes, brother Sun!
Moon Tears wept, soaked in spite.
So, it seems, he’s won!
Majora takes this fight.
But still, behind the moonlit night,
I can’t help find a desire to writhe.
Sure as the world will turn with or without me in mind,
I will NOT go down quiet.
These hands hold a promise;
a deep, profound, harrowed chorus,
to dance free until cheer and glee grow raucous.
These steps aren’t for me:
they’re made for US.
The sun is slowly rising.
But friend, the moon is so attuned to how I feel.
My boy, you have such poor timing…
I don’t suppose you know some notes that might let me heal?
(These bones are hollow.)
The sun is oh, so blinding.
(But, these sways will see morrow.)
So, reflect these steps to someone else and make them shine!
Let tonight fight sorrow with a resonant cry.
Tears that I’d once swallowed scream unto the hallowed night sky.
You who heard my plea, you’ve earned your time, learned my stance.
You who healed Kamaro, I bequeath you my dance.
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(NOTE: This artist occasionally deals in NSFW content!)
As he wanders, the Kokiri-Hylian boy struggles to discern whether the whistling is growing nearer, or louder. Higher, fiercer. Whether he grows closer to it, or it does to him.
What's certain is that it's cold, and sad, and soaked in regret.
Then, as if fading from nothing, a man appears, already in motion.
Interestingly figured, swaying slowly and morosely, dancing to an audience of the sky and an empty rock tower, the man hypnotizes the hero into a trance.
Encircled in stones, he bellows thus...
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LYRICS:
THESE BONES ARE HOLLOW.
BREEZE FLOWS THROUGH THE MARROW.
HEAR THE FLUTE OF SORROW PLAY MY SOUL’S FAVOURITE SONG.
LET THE TUNE SEE MORROW. LET THE COLD PLAY ON.
SING HIGH WITH VIBRATO THE SAD SONG OF KAMARO.
MOST OF ALL, I PLEAD YOU LEARN YOUR TIME, LEARN YOUR STANCE.
DEATH MAY CLAIM MY VOICE, BUT LET MY STEPS TWIRL IN PERSISTENCE.
THOSE THAT SEE ME GONE MAY CLAIM MY LIFE’S LOST IN TRANCE.
BUT KAMARO LIVES ON AS LONG AS THOSE WHO BREATHE STILL
DANCE!
(Kamaro! Kamaro! HA!)
Lonely seas! Snowy peaks!
Canyons, swamps, towns and creeks.
Lo! Woe is me!
All these things, now, I’ll never see!
Such is life that it must die.
But yet, still, regret fills me deep inside.
I’ve but one wish, that now resounds in the night.
One wish, heard and denied.
These veins are see-through strings bowed like an Erhu.
So, you.
Play it cool.
(Kamaro! Kamaro! HA!)
Here it comes, brother Sun!
Moon Tears wept, soaked in spite.
So, it seems, he’s won!
Majora takes this fight.
But still, behind the moonlit night,
I can’t help find a desire to writhe.
Sure as the world will turn with or without me in mind,
I will NOT go down quiet.
These hands hold a promise;
a deep, profound, harrowed chorus,
to dance free until cheer and glee grow raucous.
These steps aren’t for me:
they’re made for US.
The sun is slowly rising.
But friend, the moon is so attuned to how I feel.
My boy, you have such poor timing…
I don’t suppose you know some notes that might let me heal?
(These bones are hollow.)
The sun is oh, so blinding.
(But, these sways will see morrow.)
So, reflect these steps to someone else and make them shine!
Let tonight fight sorrow with a resonant cry.
Tears that I’d once swallowed scream unto the hallowed night sky.
You who heard my plea, you’ve earned your time, learned my stance.
You who healed Kamaro, I bequeath you my dance.
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