The Wound Lyrics & Tracklist by Vulning

This is barren land This is sun and stone This is the altar This is the altar This is barren land This is sun and stone This is the altar This is the altar This is barren land (Inin tlalcehuilli) This is sun and stone (Inin tonatiuh huan tetl) This is the altar (Inin tlaixpan) This is the altar (Inin tlaixpan) This is barren land (Inin tlalcehuilli) This is sun and stone (Inin Tonatiuh huan Tetl) This is the altar (Inin tlaixpan) This is the altar (Inin tlaixpan) (I will mend these broken bones) (I will mend this broken heart)

Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026

Into the night and the black of the storm This is the day that a childhood dies A knot interwoven by family ties Blessed be this wretched diaspora The light has grown absent, beset by the roots Of a family tree unwinding Of a purpose unbound and dying Blessed be this wretched diaspora Blessed be this razorous memory Buried in the creases of a hand The sigil of warmth, now passed Blessed be this wretched diaspora I will watch your body beside you I will keep the wolves at bay I will raise this soul and sing this loss Blessed be this wretched diaspora Hold fast to this Angel of collapse Bloody and bind your faithful hands The wolf wears the skin of a mother Who died with a place dispossessed Walk with god, daughter of sunlight As you balance the arc of every cut Torn from the womb of the earth An orphan asea by the storm Speak, breathe in rhythmic threnody A house, collapsed Home as a passage, surrounded by ashes Rapturous burial bloom The past is a fire, it eats and it ends Forage for truth in the cutting of threads Denizens cast in the dark of the earth Blood is not enough Nine lights cloud your precious eyes Sedatives and dreams you set aside And perils decidedly vespertine You are the voice undone, paralyzed And cubic arrangements of sanctity Cordoned off into idolatry Soft placental lights may play Upon the parallax of collapsing faith This is the altar, infinite path Unwound to the tune of despair Symmetry vanishing, aqueous lungs Erasing this citadel barren This is the storm and the light of eternity Passing through matter and misery equally This is the pattern of patterns unraveling This is the death of a family Into the night and the black of the storm This is the day that a childhood dies A knot interwoven by family ties Blessed be this wretched diaspora The light has grown absent, beset by the roots Of a family tree unwinding Of a purpose unbound and dying Blessed be this wretched diaspora Blessed be this razorous memory Buried in the creases of a hand The sigil of warmth, now passed Blessed be this wretched diaspora I will watch your body beside you I will keep the wolves at bay I will raise this soul and sing this loss Blessed be this wretched diaspora

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Dreamer of the dead Fast, soft to your brow This image of the end This storm of light surrounds Passage and burial breathe Failure and yours entwine Like stone and indemnity And make faithful chains with time The acme of your entropy The blood of the sleeping world The death that you swallow Bathed in the bleakness and noise You spent a lifetime adrift in the void And the silence of it grew roots in your heart (in your heart) But the crying whistles and carries like a song Over the crags of our cairns, we sing our part I don’t know If dawn will come alone But I know The stars will always light my way back home And I don’t know If dawn will come at all But I know The stars will always light my way back home Nine lights ascend to crown This empty house Nine lights ascend to crown This empty house Nine lights ascend to crown This empty house (You can save your life) Nine lights ascend to crown This empty house (You can save your life) Nine lights ascend to crown (You can save your life) This empty house (You can save your life) Nine lights ascend to crown (You can save your life) This empty house (You can save your life) And I had a vision; My entire body, emptied And a white dressed man Lay hands on me silently And I was lifted to the sky And the sky was white and red I said “my verse is ending” He said “now is not the time for rest” He said “child, my child, my daughter I wasn’t born to be your father But I took you out from the void And the silence of honor And I washed you of the amniotic fluid Of your dreaming mother Now is not the time for rest” And I woke up, baptized in blood and sweat The gravity of unfeeling eyes My words dissolve before they reach you Something precious, something real Left hanging in between us Body undone, bleeding sun Breath and belief Holy denial, locked inside But I’m not yours anymore May shrouded cold north winds cure this brother This barren womb fetid, breathing, alone Still bone-wrought, lost pilgrim upon the path May this ache keep his heart beating, that dawn may come Dawn may come That dawn may come

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

With the first breath We understood the tragedy of light Bending and surrounding every object Never touching With the second We understood the weeping of a child Who never can repay what they were given The unforgivable pain of love With the third The light that cut your eyelids came to pass You witnessed the divine within the black You are not beyond forgiveness With the last breath We understood the silence of the earth Sleeping in it’s fragile mortal dream You are not beyond redemption An apiary cavalcade of hands But I can breathe The voice of every rotting land But I can breathe The corrugated symphony of man But I can breathe Consuming all the feathers from our hands But I can breathe Waves of crimson red on black soil But I can breathe A temple built of tongues and teeth But I can breathe A voice that chants between the worlds But I can breathe Calling for release, calling for relief But I can breathe Choke me out, use me up Feed on my belief Eat my heart out of my chest I can breathe A vespiary sickening of eyes Comes clawing at the mortal’s newborn spine And drinking of the fluids as divine And raising up the lamb unto the altar Because they know but do not know What it has that they do not A crucible of patience and of loss The begging of the hands unto the slaughter Choke me out, use me up Feed on my belief Eat my heart out of my chest I can breathe And when this false lucidity Ensnared your eyesight Did you see the Angel, wrapped tight in black behind you I waited for you, I waited for you Forgive me, forgiveness seeps From the pool behind my eyes I can break this burden I can see a light; there is a light!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Oh, lady of my sorrows Burn my hands We are passengered and tentacled Abrasive on this land Viscous is the blood That binds your hands in mine Awash in all the parallax That fasts and intertwines Your crown is wreathed in laurel sheaths Of pills you could not swallow The aviform you now dissect Will prove itself as hollow Its wings unfurled, in purpose played Its sickly colors show A patterning of crooked lines Asleep beneath the snow I am burning up I am burning out Wishing violently For nothingness Will I remain entranced by chains of empathy In this place so choked with black regret I cannot breathe? Questioning the path I made and the sorrow in between I am terrified to see the spines of this thing which once was me Sickly is this spiral we have drawn Your corpse carved deep into the crease of my pietà Scars to your syllables, a scab on your sibilant eyes A pox upon the citadel which holds your warping spine Though I will preach the gospel of forgiveness Until my breath is divorced from my lungs There are some things no man may take back Some deeds which may not be undone; you stole my love I am burning up I am burning out Wishing violently For nothingness (Nothingness!) Wishing desperately For a litany Against my weakness And immortal death (Mortal death!) Citlalinmeh aotlaloah Timohuemmana, huan tleic Nimati niilcahuilizquia Telye inaxcan, axhueli A golden sun, bleached, awash with black scars Words fail as divine purpose collapses I was born with this bile I speak in my bones I was meant for this moment, but now, can this pass? Is this allowed? This waste of sacred beauty? There is something older than beauty, and it is fire Can this be accepted? This loss of eternity? There is something older than fire, and it is man מײַן זון, איך וועל טאָמעד זײן דײַן פאַטער… מײַן זון, איך וועל טאָמעד זײן דײַן פאַטער… מײַן זון, איך וועל טאָמעד זײן דײַן פאַטער… מײַן זון, איך וועל טאָמעד זײן דײַן פאַטער…

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

When they dig me up from the stone And carve me from my carapace They will find my talon marks on the inside Counting the days, counting the toll they take I wake up every day to watch my dreams die Petals of erasure bury all of our limbs The symptom I swallowed made me it I wake up every day to watch my heart suffocate Beneath the waste of concrete spheres Colliding in apathy’s pooling hydrogen Vast is hyperion, married to death and it’s equals Sudden and swift is the righteous hand of god Solemn is her duty to erase me Black are the fingers, sticky with sap from the world tree Which creep upon my inner walls Basked in the fetal glow, and terror birds Circle my corpse until it reaches Circle my corpse until it reaches Always You are always alone Always You are always alone Always You are always alone Always You are always alone Always You are always home Always You are always home Always You are always home Always You are always home

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Sing to me the words you say for the dead Prithee, say a prayer and set a course for sea Through the forests black, white with burdened boughs Holy mother set ye this wounded bower Dreamer of the end, swallow deep the light That cut out your eyes, set ye in my sight Holy are the weeds that grow about your spine Strangers’ harmony sings like blood and wine Lay ye by the sea and wash away the blood Perfect your injured form and sorrow wilts in turn Prepare yourself to die, wounded wolf of hope Practice how you lie, for by it shall you go (Blessed be the Waters pale and white that take the Rocks and bring the storms and made the Earth and sit atop the bodies Of the drowned and dead, the trees that Bend, the boughs that break and blessed Be the voice that shakes and weeps and Tries to tell you blessed be the Storm) There is a venom in the voice of God This crooked thing sleeps belly side up Insides outside, crackling on its skin Holly wrapped memory, let me out, now let me in Pyramid oh pyramid of salt and silky eyelids Drapery of hummingbirds, winged on the altar Of dissection and traitorous vulning in passion For spirals and spirals I’ve drawn on my many arms Betrayal of an unwanted form Now fixed on the concrete of a dead world Bless me with vitriol, strung up like meat in a church To disease and its angels Vaya con Dios, vaya con Dios Vaya con Dios, hija del sol I don’t know If dawn will come alone But I know The stars will always light my way back home And I don’t know If dawn will come at all But I know The stars will always light my way back home Go! Held inside Holy denial That which is cloaked in alignment That which erodes That which is plastic enshrinement That which is born of a prosthetic home That which has made itself patient That which has burned itself fake That which is fabric arrangements Surrounding a possible faith Am I allowed?! Am I allowed?! Can I be permitted to love? Is this body enough? Am I allowed?! Am I allowed?! Am I allowed?! Am I allowed?! And I resurface On a floor that smells like a thousand years of spilled beer Awash in asphalt and broken gas heating Waiting for two numbers to reverse themselves We are pressed tight and black Into this want-sick termitary, wasted Awash in the deafening sound You fall Written on the wall is my name in blood Written on the wall is “my love is blood” My love is not blood, it is water I will die in the autumn I will die in the autumn The light of the earth The beauty of faith The fallow land of forgiveness The light of the earth The beauty of faith The fallow land of forgiveness The light of the earth The beauty of faith The fallow land of forgiveness The light of the earth The beauty of faith The fallow land of forgiveness The light of the earth The beauty of faith The fallow land of forgiveness The light of the earth The beauty of faith The fallow land of forgiveness

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

The Wound

1 - Hueserismo

2 - Diaspora

3 - Nine Lights

4 - Sun and Stone

5 - Burial Bloom

6 - Home

7 - The Altar