Since this release of this first solo album Lord Vampyr has been involved in other projects, including fronting the band Shadowsreign.
Carmilla Whispers From The Grave
Lord Vampyr Lyrics
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The winter renders me sad, task to her pale skin
In the nights of storm
The rain designs her face on the glasses of the window of my room!
I walk between the trees, I feel your presence
Yours tomb is covered from the leaves
I remember your sweet smile, your deep looks
Carmilla. Whispers from the grave!
Wide awake me in my bed.
But my hands are dirty of earth
I feel it's scent on my skin
Two bleeding holes on my neck
She has carried to me in the reign of darkness
I feel myself to suffocate.
I can see also in the dark of my room
Now I'm a vampire
I walk between the trees, I am coming from you
Now. Your tomb is open
I'm awaiting for you, your sweet lips
It's not a dream. I hear. Whispers from the grave
Carmilla. Is being raised from the tomb
Come to me. My dark love
The song "Carmilla Whispers From The Grave" by Lord Vampyr is a haunting and melancholic ode to a lost love, with the added twist of vampirism. The singer seems to be haunted by the memory of a woman named Carmilla, whose scent and image still linger in his mind. He walks between the trees, feeling her presence, and remembers her sweet smile and deep gaze. The rain on his window creates a picture of her face, and he hears whispers from the grave.
As the song progresses, it becomes clear that the singer has become a vampire, seduced by Carmilla in the "reign of darkness". He now has two bleeding holes on his neck and feels himself suffocating. He walks to her tomb, which is now open, and waits for her sweet lips. He is no longer dreaming, he can hear whispers from the grave as she is raised.
The lyrics convey a sense of loss, longing, and darkness, and the story of a love that transcends death. The idea of vampire love is a familiar one, but Lord Vampyr adds a certain poignancy to it with the image of the singer digging up his own grave to be with his beloved.
Line by Line Meaning
I still feel her scent, the wind that caress her hats,
I can still sense her presence through the wind that touches her possessions
The winter renders me sad, task to her pale skin
The coldness of winter depresses me when I think of her lifeless, pale skin
In the nights of storm
During stormy nights
The rain designs her face on the glasses of the window of my room!
The rain creates an image of her face on my windowpane
I walk between the trees, I feel your presence
As I walk through the trees, I am overwhelmed with the feeling of her presence
Yours tomb is covered from the leaves
Her tomb is now covered in leaves
I remember your sweet smile, your deep looks
I recall her charming smile and piercing gaze
As in a dream. I hear. Whispers from the grave!
It feels like a dream, but I can hear her whispers from beyond the grave
Carmilla. Whispers from the grave!
The whispers I hear belong to Carmilla, who is now deceased
Wide awake me in my bed.
I am fully awake in my bed
But my hands are dirty of earth
My hands bear the signs of having dug through dirt or soil
I feel it's scent on my skin
I can still smell the earth on my skin
Two bleeding holes on my neck
There are two fresh wounds on my neck, still bleeding
She has carried to me in the reign of darkness
She has transformed me into a vampire during the dark of the night
I feel myself to suffocate.
I feel like I am suffocating
I can see also in the dark of my room
Even in the dark of my room, I can still see
Now I'm a vampire
I have become a vampire
I walk between the trees, I am coming from you
As I walk through the trees, I am approaching her
Now. Your tomb is open
Her tomb is now open, revealing her remains
I'm awaiting for you, your sweet lips
I am eagerly waiting for her, longing to taste her lips
It's not a dream. I hear. Whispers from the grave
This is not just a dream, the whispers I hear are really from her grave
Carmilla. Is being raised from the tomb
Carmilla is being resurrected from her tomb
Come to me. My dark love
She is beckoning me to come to her, my love in darkness
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