This is Hyacine

[Verse – campfire, playful] Gather round, gather close, listen well to the tale that's told. Once a healer, soft and kind, walked these woods and lost his mind. Mask stuffed full of hyacinth bloom, lantern light that eats the room. Never flickers, never fades, casts no shadow, never strays. So hush now, children, don't you fret, he's just a story. Not real yet. [Pre-Chorus] It's just a ghost story All fake and somewhat true (Hya-Hya-Hya-Hya) [Hook – gang chant] Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, count to three, don't you breathe. Hush now darling, don't you cry, this is mercy, this is why. Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, look away, or he'll stay. Petals rot behind his teeth, blue light crawling underneath. Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, don't look up, don't look up. [Verse – the mist arrives] Fire's dying, watch it shrink. Something's moving faster than you think. Mist with a pulse, mist with a bite, teeth in the fog where the dark meets light. He's not a story, never was. He's every debt that grief still owes. Counting footsteps, counting breath, counting how many steps till death. [Pre-Chorus] It's just a ghost story All fake and somewhat true (Hya-Hya-Hya-Hya) [Hook – gang chant] Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, count to three, don't you breathe. Hush now darling, don't you cry, this is mercy, this is why. Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, look away, or he'll stay. Petals rot behind his teeth, blue light crawling underneath. Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, don't look up, don't look up. [Instrumental solo] [Bridge – warped, distorted] Magenta madness, cracked and sweet, laughing at your dragging feet. Red bleeds through, he won't forget, a brother's name he can't forget. Purple pride in how he stands, acid mint runs through his hands. Hush now darling, this is care, this is healing, this is prayer. He was gentle. Now he's not. Look what grief and blood have bought. [Hook] Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, count to three, don't you breathe. Hush now darling, don't you cry, this is mercy, this is why. Hya-Sin, Hya-Sin, don't look up, don't look up. [Outro – whispered] Fire's out. The circle's still. Somewhere close, a lantern spilled. Hyacine, Hyacine. Did he leave, or did he stay? [Fadeout]