Star of Ash is the solo project of Ihriel (real name Heidi Solberg Tveitan)… Read Full Bio ↴Star of Ash is the solo project of Ihriel (real name Heidi Solberg Tveitan), a Norwegian musician and singer formerly half of the experimental band Peccatum (where she performed vocals, keyboards and synths and wrote the majority of lyrics). She is the wife of Ihsahn of the black metal band Emperor, with whom she runs the label Mnemosyne Productions.
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Star of Ash Lyrics
We have lyrics for these tracks by Star of Ash:
An Apology Gone Bad The heart asks pleasure first And then excuse from pain an…
Beautiful As Torment I am a hole in the sky The cry the bleeding…
Blood Bones and a Skull Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it Proud…
Crossing Over How to invent a heart When from him she was created There…
Death Salutes Atropos The I left behind The ever fading I of the moment The…
Drag Them Down She wonders why her mouth still talks when the world has…
Epilogue Two men spoke from the grave One died from filled heart on…
In The Throws Of Guilt Pale faces smile And spit their cross In the mouth of life…
Odi Et Amo The sun of shame A transparent secret And inside - hellfir…
The night sky It was not death, for I stood up, And all the…
The Nudity of Light I yearn to vomit my heart All over you Pierce it through…
The World Spins for You The higher her screams the less you hear when at last her…
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@ckallen1546
@@michaelstubbs5191 She was my littlest angel. Of all my children.
I made a very harsh decision (though). No pity for me. Only for her.
Katie Darlin was already challenged...with cystic fibrosis. As she developed small bleeding spots on her brain....cerebral palsy...I made the unthinkable choice...during a medical emergency. “Let Katie fight. If she survives this...we will intervene forever.” Katie didn’t survive. I held her for six hours, begging her to come back to me. Every time her heart stopped. And her heart would begin again. Until the nurses asked me to stop crying and begging. “We love Katie, too...next time her heart stops...don’t cry...tell her it’s okay and you are okay.” When I did as they asked? Katie darlin’s heart didn’t beat again.
She was two months old. And was velvet, with bright and kind, kind eyes. Before the spots on her brain came. Then she began flinching, if her feet were touched...and the spark faded from her eyes.
Some call me “hard” or “cruel” for making that call. But I left it up to baby girl, for how her life would be. Oxygen for sure...wheelchair, definitely. And I would not have to ability to provide this, without government help. So I asked her to fight. One time. Before we committed to a long road, that would (probably) lead to a death by age thirteen or fourteen. If we were going to beg for money, from the state? She would have to fight HARDER. Does that make sense?
@johnsonalzona1133
You felt like springtime on this February morning
In a courtyard, birds were singing your praise
I'm still recalling things you said
To make me feel all right
I carry them with me today
Now as I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name
Into the sky
And I will wake up happy
I wonder why
I feel so high
Though I am not above the sorrow
Heavy-hearted 'til you call my name
And it sounds like church bells
Or the whistle of a train on a Summer evening
I want to meet you barefoot, barely breathing
As I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name
Into the sky
And I will wake up happy
As I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name
Into the sky
And I will wake up happy
It's not too near for me
Like a flower, I need the rain
Thought it's not clear to me
Every season has its change
And I will see you when the sun comes out again
As I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name
Into the sky
And I will wake up happy
Oh-oh, as I lay me down to sleep
This I pray
That you will hold me dear
Though I'm far away
I'll whisper your name
Into the sky
And I will wake up happy
I wonder why
Mm, the sun comes out again
When the sun comes out again
When the sun comes out again
When the sun comes out
Oh, the sun comes out again
When the sun comes out again
Mm, comes out, comes out
Oh, wake up happy
'Cause I pray
@bhmch39
I lost my mom in 1988 to cancer.
She loved Easter and this song reminds me of how we used to talk about how much we loved each other.
As she waits for me in heaven, i struggle to deal with life before i get there too.
It's Easter Sunday and somehow i feel she is still watching me, telling me to be good to others and love everyone like youll never see them again.
Ty for reading this. And if you could say a prayer for me and others, I promise to return the blessing.
:) ✝
@ckallen1546
My little daughter died January 31st, 1996...I held her for six hours as she struggled. When we left the hospital, it was February 1st. When my husband started the car...this song began playing on the radio. ⭐️
@michaelstubbs5191
She's with the angels. Tragic for you both. RIP.
@ckallen1546
@@michaelstubbs5191 She was my littlest angel. Of all my children.
I made a very harsh decision (though). No pity for me. Only for her.
Katie Darlin was already challenged...with cystic fibrosis. As she developed small bleeding spots on her brain....cerebral palsy...I made the unthinkable choice...during a medical emergency. “Let Katie fight. If she survives this...we will intervene forever.” Katie didn’t survive. I held her for six hours, begging her to come back to me. Every time her heart stopped. And her heart would begin again. Until the nurses asked me to stop crying and begging. “We love Katie, too...next time her heart stops...don’t cry...tell her it’s okay and you are okay.” When I did as they asked? Katie darlin’s heart didn’t beat again.
She was two months old. And was velvet, with bright and kind, kind eyes. Before the spots on her brain came. Then she began flinching, if her feet were touched...and the spark faded from her eyes.
Some call me “hard” or “cruel” for making that call. But I left it up to baby girl, for how her life would be. Oxygen for sure...wheelchair, definitely. And I would not have to ability to provide this, without government help. So I asked her to fight. One time. Before we committed to a long road, that would (probably) lead to a death by age thirteen or fourteen. If we were going to beg for money, from the state? She would have to fight HARDER. Does that make sense?
@sarahskovlund182
I'm so sorry for your loss and your sorrow. May you get through with memories and songs of comfort.
@AnaAnes
No coincidence
So sorry for your loss.❤
@mariadelpilarvarela9400
💖🌟🙏🏻
@paulbier2182
YouTube is the closest thing to a time machine we have. 90s music transports us all back to simpler times. This is one good takeaway that modern technology has provided to us.
@PraveenSriram
I feel like I’m in the mid 90s listening 👂 to these songs from 1996
@noel1541
Music like this helps me escape reality. I miss the 90s. Life was so much simpler.
@shayna464
70’s 80’s 90’s was so much better than now 🥰