#“marrow made a wife of eve but no one gave up a rib for me and mine”

[sergeantsporks]

Ribs by the Crane Wives an aro anthem for real

[bodyinthebog]

god i love the crane wives

[sirotras]

im capable of being soooo normal abt the crane wives lyrics (lying)

[holytrickster]

if when I see the crane wives they play ribs I think I will just start hysterically sobbing right there

[scaryvampirelady]

ribs by the crane wives is a crazy song because it has such a lovely somber intro and then the first lyrics are "marrow made a wife of eve, no one gave up a rib for me and mine" and then you just have to. keep fucking listening like that isnt the most killer shit youve ever heard in your life

[emiko-matsui]

Can't you hear that scratching? There's something at the door. The wind has picked us up now and we're hanging in the air as you grip me like an animal that you're about to spear. "Be good to me," I whisper. You say "What?" and I say "Nothing, dear." // I make shipwrecks out of my dress and the door below it splinters and the creature creeps inside. We fall into each other and the scratching grows so loud because that unwanted animal wants nothing more than to get out.

I've never seen a diamond in the flesh, I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies, and I'm not proud of my address, in this torn up town there's no postcode envy. But every song is like gold teeth, grey goose, tripping in the bathroom, blood stains, ball gowns, trashing the hotel rooms.

Take me away into the night, out of the hum of the streetlights and into the forest. I'll do whatever you say to me in the dark, scared I'll be torn apart by a wolf in a mask of a familiar name.

If you go out beyond those trees your palms will sweat, you'll nock your knees, and the creatures you'll encounter there will gobble you up for good. There's dangers lurking just outside, but no need to be terrified, this simple advice can be applied: never go into the woods! Wolves and bears will eat you there—they'll drag you to their den.

This town is dying—why are they like this? God keeps on lying and they try to hide it. They're setting fire to the churches tonight, the shadows dance on the wall waiting for the answers to their call.

I ate dinner with beasts, crinkled hands, and red cheeks looking at my body like it's food. // Burn the witch alive, drink our dirty water, be prepared for the Mississippi slaughter.

Blood was spilt along this road and you cannot wash it white with snow. Everything here is built on bones. // Visions you don't want to see, hide your face from prophecy. A soldier not from woman born will come for you, you have been warned.

To all things housed in her silence nature offers a violence. The bear that keeps to his own line, the wolf that seeks his own kind. // The ground walked here is a wonder. It never ceases to hunger. All things nature has given she takes back from the living.

Come and get some, skinning the children for a war drum put in the front of the table selling bombs and guns. It's quicker and easier to eat your young. // It's a kindness, highness, crumbs enough for everyone. Old and young are welcome to the meal. Honey, I'm making sure the table's done.

Now I'm considered ugly from every angle, you're the only beauty I don't want to strangle. Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? // There's no sympathetic victims anywhere. There's blood in my hair.

Oh, girl, your story's all wrong and your dream will be a nightmare before too long. // When the sirens wailed and the bombs fell we ran from the schoolyard and into hell, and what we could've been time will never tell.

You with the dark curls, you with the watercolour eyes, you who bares all your teeth in every smile. He says, "I can always hear you sing, I wanna hear you speak to me," while a stranger braids my hair back out on the streets. // As sharp and serious as a pistol in the eye, my heart is full of swords.

Marrow made a wife of Eve, but no one gave up a rib for me or mine. My heart did expose to the elements calloused and untouched by man's design. Oh, my ugly organs... // The dark doesn't frighten me, I chose to close my eyes. It is mine, it is mine.

Embarrassed by her anger she slept amidst the rocks and as dreamland came to take her it seemed the moon began to talk. It said, "Oh, my little nothing, I am jealous of your voice for though the tides obey my orders, know my orders aren't my choice."

I don't want your half-baked sympathy. When did it save those in need? Still, I thought that angels did exist, but now I hope they plan to end it quick because Friday is black for me. Only my ashes will see the sea.

Which wolf wins? I guess it really depends, you just gotta wait and see which one's appetite is the biggest. Turns out I'm living in a horror film where I'm both the killer and the final girl. // Everyone is a bad guy and there's no way to know who's the worst. Karma's gonna come for all of us and I hope, I hope, I just hope she comes for you first.

You know how folks are afraid of the wolf? If you really stop and think, throughout time, between a wolf and a shepherd, who do you think has killed more sheep?

Please picture me in the weeds before I learned civility, I used to scream ferociously any time I wanted. // Though I can't recall your face I've still got love for you. Pack your dolls and a sweater, we'll move to India forever. Passed down like folk songs, our love lasts so long...

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. I know it's true that visions are seldom what they seem, but if I know you I know what you'll do—you'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream.

Once I was lost in the woods. I saw a girl in a hood and she told me I should stick to the path, wolves will plot behind your back. // Soon she was out of my sight, her red hood a phantom in the night, and that's when I saw the wolves appear (but they filled me with ease and not with fear). So I went into the night shedding the skin of my old life as I got deeper and deeper within (and I howled at the moon and at the wind).

ylfa snorgelsson | farewell wanderlust, the amazing devil // royals, lorde // candles, daughter // never go into the woods, the cog is dead // everyone's dying (grandma's drunk again), roe kapara // us and pigs, isella // built on bones, emily scott robinson // blood in the snow, hozier // eat your young, hozier // we will commit wolf murder, of montreal // grandmother song, vienna teng // dear arkansas daughter, lady lamb // ribs, the crane wives // oh my little nothing, kyle stibbs // black friday, angela giarratana // you first, paramore // the saint of lost causes, justin townes earle // seven, taylor swift // once upon a dream, lana del rey // lost in the woods, honey magpie

[alyrictoasongbythecranewives]

Marrow made a wife of Eve

But no one gave up a rib for me and mine

My heart did expose to the elements

Calloused and untouched by a man's design

Oh, my ugly organs

How lucky we are (how lucky we are)

[lastflowerofyourhouse]

song lyrics to use freely as tlt fic prompts/titles (a.k.a, i think these would make really good fics but i can't be fucked to do it myself):

and all the angels say, you are all to blame (and all the angels say, you are all the same) - all the angels, my chemical romance

and all the kids cried out "please stop, you're scaring me" - control, halsey

and the punchline to the joke is asking, "someone save us" - heaven help us, my chemical romance

and the salt of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen - wasteland baby, hozier

and you're walking away (and i will die in this place) - kill all your friends, my chemical romance

bones, bones, bones (hell, we're all alone!) - skeleton appreciation day in vestal new york, will wood

but do you feel like a young god? (you know, the two of us are just young gods) - young god, halsey

but in my darkest fantasies, i am the picture of passivity - girls against god, florence + the machine

cold in my kingdom size, fell for these ocean eyes - you should see me in a crown, billie eilish

i bit the apple cause i loved you, and why would you lie? - rät, penelope scott

i don't love you, i just love the bomb - the bomb, florence + the machine

i lay my heart down, with the rest, at her feet - the angel of small death and the coedine scene, hozier

i look like jesus, so they say (but mister jesus is very far away) - kiss me son of god, they might be giants

i'll give you all the nails you need, cover me in gasoline - heaven help us, my chemical romance

i'm just afraid of forgetting, and i am afraid of dying (without you, yes i do) - fear of dying, poppy

i thought of angels choking on their halos (get them drunk on rosewater) - just one yesterday, fall out boy

i want blood, guts, and angel cake - teen idle, marina

little girl, don't let them sell you any armor - ribs, the crane wives

marrow made a wife of eve (but no one gave up a rib for me and mine) - ribs, the crane wives

my church offers no absolution - take me to church, hozier)

the truth that hovers in the silence (the love of god is often violent) - flesh and blood, skippocalypitc

to god, i imagine it all starts to sound like applause - that unwanted animal, the amazing devil

to thine own self be true, then it is you who are the problem (not the things you do but something sick inside) - blackbox warior, will wood

what's in is despair (what sin is despair?) - the end, my chemical romance

well hello, my hollow holofernes (i wink but you don't get the joke) - that unwanted animal, the amazing devil

well i know a thing about contrition (because i've got enough to spare) - house of wolves, my chemical romance

you think, you think you're pretty smart (but i can cause a little pain) - visitation of the ghost, the brokebecks

associated, to me, with various characters and concepts, arranged alphabetically.

any of these songs would also make a very good animatic.

no i'm completely neurotypical why do you ask

[kingsroad]

marrow made a wife of eve, but no one gave up a rib for me and mine. my hearts did expose to the elements, calloused and untouched by a man's design.

[firstwcman]

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 . whether it be melodies that give you inspiration for your muse or songs that get you into the writing mood — pick ten songs that give you the urge, the drive or the creativity to write for your muse!

⛧ ribs ; the crane wives. || marrow made a wife of eve, but no one gave up a rib for me and mine. my heart did expose to the elements, calloused and untouched by a man's design. // brick and mortar between my bones, built a kingdom fierce and fortified. // oh my savage empire, how lucky we are, how lucky we are. never to be moved by the words of a liar. // the dark doesn't frighten me, I chose to close my eyes, it is mine, it is mine. the night doesn't frighten me, I chose to let it thrive, it is mine, it is mine.

⛧ good riddance ; cover by annapantsu. || farewell to the earthly remains, no burdens, no further debts to be paid. // goodbye to all the plans that we made, no contracts, I'm free to do as I may. // good riddance to all the thieves, to all the fools that stifled me! they've come and gone and passed me by, good riddance to all!

⛧ dance in the dark ; lady gaga. || baby loves to dance in the dark, 'cause when he's looking she falls apart.

⛧ dead boy's poem ; nightwish. || sing what you can't say, forget what you can't play, hasten to drown into beautiful eyes. // wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin, died for the beauty - the one in the garden. created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom, failed in becoming a god. // a lonely soul, an ocean soul.

⛧ which witch? ; florence + the machine. || and it's my whole heart weighed and measure inside, and it's an old scar trying to bleach it out, and it's my whole heart, deemed and delivered a crime. i'm on trial, waiting 'til the beat comes out. // who's a heretic now? am I making sense? how can you make it stick? waiting 'til the beat comes out. who's a heretic, child? can you make it stick, now? and I'm on trial waiting 'til the beat comes out. // I'm not beat up by this yet, you can't tell me to regret. been in the dark since the day we met. fire, help me to forget.

⛧ howl ; florence + the machine. || if you could only see the beast you've made of me. I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free. screaming in dark, I howl when we're apart. drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart. // my blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out. // the fabric of your flesh pure as a wedding dress. until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest. // the saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound, I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground and howl.

⛧ lost carol ; mary elizabeth mcglynn. || 🎶

⛧ mary magdalene ; fka twigs. || a woman's work, a woman's prerogative, a woman's time to embrace she must put herself first. // a woman's touch, a sacred geometry, I know where you start, where you end, how to please, how to curse. // a woman's hands, so dark and provocative, a nurturing breath that could stroke you // divine confidence. a woman's war, unoccupied history // I'm fever for the fire, true as mary magdalene, creature of desire, come just a little bit closer to me - step just a little bit closer to me.

⛧ crystal ; stevie nicks. || do you always trust your first initial feeling? special knowledge holds truth bears believing. i turned around and the water was closing all around like a glove, like the love that had finally found me. // drove me through the mountain, through the crystal like a clear water fountain, drove me like a magnet to the sea.

⛧ don't pray for me ; within temptation. || I'm not lost in the dark, I'm not blind to what I see. I know the river is wide and the water is deep. I feel the cold, my heart skips a beat. // I don't need your absolution, so don't hold that sword over me. // for my confessions I don't need a church, I don't need salt to know where it hurts. // oh I needed a revolution, I never had war in mind. // and now the river's run dry and the fall is deep, the truth is dark and makes us bleed. // in hell is where I stand, it's where I find my inner strength. // don't pray for me.

tagged by: snatched it.

tagging: you. do it if you got the time.

[bugieeeee]

MARROW MADE A WIFE OF EVE BUT NO ONE GAVE UP A RIB FOR ME AND MINE

[crimsonfacets]

"Marrow made a wife of Eve, but no one gave up a rib for me and mine. Brick and mortar between my bones, build a kingdom fierce and fortified."

Lilith headcanons, history, and bits of combined mythology & Hazbin's currently lore (1/30/2024);

Warning: Briefest mention of sexual assault below the read more.

"Who is Lilith?"

Fiercely Independent and a Visionary, Lilith is the First Woman to exist and walk the Earth, and the first female Demon. The Queen of Hell. She is known as a Night Goddess, a Vampire, a Siren, a Witch, the first Succubus, and the Mother of all Demons. She is the fallen angel Lucifer's beloved, and the mother of the Hazbin Hotel's owner, Charlie.

Created from the same dust as Adam, Lilith stood as his equal as the intended progenitor of humanity. However, Adam saw it differently; Adam saw himself as her owner and her superior, and time and time again he tried to assert this belief just to be met with Lilith's defiant but calm will that tirelessly insisted they were equals. Adam would try to force himself upon her whilst claiming the male belonged on top of woman, and fail with her rage overpowering him. Lilith sprouted the wings of an owl and took flight from Eden, leaving Adam confounded, rejected, and alone.

Fleeing to the Red Sea for solitude and self-solace, Lilith was surprised to find company from the angel Lucifer, who, like her, was an outcast amongst his kind. He praised her independence, and she found great surprise and comfort in it. Time would roll on outside of the Garden, and the two rebellious souls fell deeply in love.

Eventually, Adam would be given a new bride in Lilith's absence - Eve. Having experienced Adam before, Lilith was of one mind with Lucifer when they decided to gift the fruit of knowledge unto Eve to allow her the same taste of free will that they were both enjoying. This proved to be a chaotic choice however, as it birthed sin in the Garden of Eden with the couple that would populate the Earth, infesting the many, many lineages that would spawn from their union.

Lilith and Lucifer were punished by Heaven for their transgressions, and were cast together into the created Pit of Hell as punishment.

Lucifer languished in banishment, forbidden from seeing the wonders that would be done with the free will that he and his beloved had helped introduce to humanity, and forced to only see the evil. Lilith, on the other hand, thrived.

Awakened as the first female demon, Lilith, with Lucifer's aid, turned the Pit that was meant to be their realm of punishment into a realm of demonic Elysium -- Hell. In a way that could be seen as mirroring (or mocking) God, Lilith rose varieties of hellspawn from the crimson soil and empowered them with the life of song, and in doing so, she became known as the Mother of Demons -- an ironic twist of fate, instead of becoming the intended Mother of Humanity.

The new civilization flourished, especially as the rejects of humanity came tumbling down into the dark rather than rising to the light of Heaven. It was no longer only Lilith and Lucifer's home, but many others as well. Communities grew, and powerful beings that came to be known as the 'Deadly Sins' allied with the lovers and helped to rule the different sects of the domain called 'Rings'. Human souls, 'Sinners', would stay within the Ring of 'Pride' where the Queen & King made their home, naturally belonging within the proximity of the once human Lilith.

The times were pleasant, the population grew and filled out the infinite reaches of the Pride Ring. Demonkind relished in the comforting, empowering strength that would fuel them stemmed from the Mother of Hell's voice and song. The power of Hell itself grew! And Heaven noticed, and Heaven felt threatened. Hell was never meant to be the Utopia that Lilith and the rest of the Damned were raising it to be - it was meant to stay a place of shadow and shame, and they defied Heaven's silent intent. Their power could grow to rise against their own. So, Heaven made the decision as it watched the numbers grow higher and higher; It would unleash a culling of the Pride Ring once a year to bring the numbers of its accepted human souls down, an Extermination led by Lilith's spurned lover, Adam, and remind Hell and all of its people that it is the below.

It both broke and enraged Lilith's heart.

But Hell is Lilith's Pride and Joy, it is both her and Lucifer's home - it is their people's home. It is more than worth saving. Tirelessly, Lilith would meet with representatives of Heaven at the erected Holy Embassy and attempt negotiations of peace to bring a halt to the Exterminations once and for all. Time after time, her attempts would end in failure, yet she would never give up.

Even under the light of adversity however, dark blessings bloom. A daughter would be born with Lilith's dreams at her core; Charlotte Morningstar. The Princess of Hell, and the apple of Lilith and Lucifer's eye.

They were happy. Lilith had her responsibilities as the Queen of Hell and the more social spirit of the royal marriage, but now as a mother to a child, she would make time for Charlotte. She was attentive, and she was nurturing. She was intellectual, and gladly tutored Charlotte in the ways of her own favored hobbies such as music, art, magic, and gardening. Charlotte always knew music and creative outlets with Lilith (as well as her father Lucifer), she knew them by heart - they were such an enormous part of the household. Lilith the painter and sculptor, and Lucifer the toy inventor. There was no room for the Princess to lack sources for self-expression - it was the culture of Morningstar Palace.

So..

"What is going on? Where is she?"

Many years after Charlotte, now preferring her name shortened to 'Charlie', was grown, Lilith felt more comfortable to depart on diplomatic missions. They were long and arduous, but she would always come back home. There is one, however, that she has not returned from.

Seven years ago, Lilith would depart from the Palace with her selected guard and a selection of human souls that were indebted to her; the most powerful, or promising, ones at the given time who were different in their own right. This mission was of grave importance, as Lilith had finally managed to gain an audience with the closest ties to the Speaker of God, Sera. The most promising and enticing meeting yet, one that Lilith felt would finally turn the tides of the Extermination. Given this is such an important figure visiting straight from Heaven though, there were conditions to keep her arrival a secret. Lilith was not about to put this meeting in jeopardy, so she would agree.. and only tell Lucifer where it was that she was departing to.

There was a disagreement risen from concern. Sera was not the sort of angel who had duties to Hell, and in Lucifer's expert opinion, had zero interest in visiting at all. Lilith would speak with Lucifer and explain this was as close as she could possibly get to achieving the goal of peace, and that she understood the situation - the proposal - was suspicious. She was not naive, something underhanded was no doubt going to take place, but with tensions as high as they are, the risk of diving straight into war is too sensitive. She would be taking her most trusted guard and contracts to stay by her side and keep her safe. Lucifer insisted he would come as well, but she rejected the offer and told him their domain needed at least one of them home.

Gathering her chosen entourage, the Queen prepared herself and set out to the Holy Embassy. There, Sera was indeed waiting -- along with Adam and his General.

Lilith and Lucifer were right. This arrangement was a sabotage. Lilith and her Guard disappeared from Hell as quiet as a sigh. The only one aware of it taking place at all was Lucifer, and he was quick to connect to Heaven after his wife failed to return home after a given amount of time.

Heaven had taken Hell's inspirational songbird of a mother captive, and she, both enraged but determined that this circumstance will eventually be turned into her favor now that she had Sera's ear, was a begrudgingly willing captive. It was only natural that there was very little Lilith could do to soothe her husband, but she could in the least convince him to wait. She would find a way to call for him if she needed to be free, but for now, she was in Heaven's grasp.

To this day, this served to be a very miserable circumstance. It is only as of recent days that Lilith was able to make enough headway to convince her captors to release some of her Guard and return them home, they had no business being here - they had families of their own to return to. Was she, despite all of her power and ability to shake Heaven, not the ideal prisoner?

That thin threat combined with the facts was more than enough to finally win in her favor. Chosen Guard were sent back to Hell, and amongst them was the Radio Demon, who has constant spiritual two-way communication to the Dark Queen.

I enjoy the theory that involves Alastor being indebted to Lilith and have built upon that a little bit, following her request to act as something of a guardian over her daughter in her absence. However, I will not apply this to Alastors that may wish to write with me unless explicitly told they are interested in toying with it!

Now, about Lilith.

Independent and astoundingly composed, Lilith is a sensual and regal matriarch personality with melody at her core, much like her spirited daughter Charlie. She is an abundantly creative soul who suffers when cut off from self-expression to the point of deep melancholy. She is a singer with grand performances that travel across the Rings of Hell whilst on her diplomatic missions, and you best believe there is never an empty seat in her concert hall. These performances paired perfectly with the dramatic flair of her husband, the Ringmaster, and they never fail to put on a grand show when combined together.

Born in Eden, it is only natural that Lilith is a notorious green thumb and animal whisperer. This was her bread and butter to begin with and it only continued into darker palettes after her banishment. Two of the most notable agricultural wonders of Hell are the Morningstar Apple Orchard and Palace Garden.

Creation has always been a core characteristic, as well. Sometimes considered the dark reflection of God for her creation of demons, Lilith has her own workshop within the Palace District that is dedicated to both the creation of art -- and demons. She has not stopped spinning the unholy to life just because Hell is plentiful and thriving.

Lilith adores her people faithfully, making the greatest sacrifice of her precious and treasured freedom to end the yearly genocide once and for all. However, there are always children who misbehave and treat their fellow sinner in a way less than agreeable, and they know to walk lightly with a straightened spine when the Queen is around. It is not wise to disrespect and abuse one another in her presence - the punishment can be quite severe.

tidbits;

Unless canon provides a voice I approve of, her voice claim for the time being is the lovely & sultry Mary Elizabeth McGlynn.

Lilith is associated with snakes, spiders, owls, nightjars, and even cats ( cats are somewhat headcanon ). These sorts of creatures are regular inhabitants of the Palace and the Garden.

Odd as it may be to watch, Lilith is fully able to change her horns to fit her desired look - as well as making them vanish entirely!

Her favored drink is blood - particularly her husband's.

KeeKee was originally hers, but she gifted her to Charlie once she decided to strike out on her own.

While Lilith is able to sprout the wings of an owl to take flight, she does, in fact, have her own broomstick she enjoys flying about the place with.

In concern for elements, Lilith's element is water. She is deeply associated with the Red Sea and considers it to be her own. There are large bodies of water found throughout Hell as a result, and she had an enormous hand in the creation of the aquatic Envy Ring.

Despite her provocative nature, Lilith is monogamous and faithful.

Lilith is bisexual.

Despite Charlie preferring her shortened name, Lilith habitually calls her 'Charlotte'.

The woman's hair is animated and in constant motion. She is able to control it!

Due to Lilith not being in canon at this point and time ( 1/30/2024 ), I am taking enormous liberties with her character. As / If canon ever divulges into her, these things listed here are liable to change!

[renif]

i think i've never quite managed to like a band just like i like the crane wives, the lyrics alone are something invoking such raw emotion and the music? oh my god the music, they are able to to keep it so interesting throughout songs, the sound is just so perfect, and the vocals have such real emotion behind them, honestly i cannot recommend them enough

these are one of my favourite parts of songs:

Ribs

Marrow made a wife of Eve

But no one gave up a rib for me and mine

My heart did expose to the elements

Calloused and untouched by a man's design

Never love an anchor

It's a secret I keep tucked inside my chest

With this heart of mine that's guilty, not remorseful

There is love that doesn't have a place to rest

But it would have buried you if it had settled on your shoulders

The hand that feeds

My papa taught me how to howl

How to bear my teeth and growl

He taught me that the hand that feeds

Deserves to be bitten when it beats

Keep you safe

My daddy always said, "Nothing worth doing comes easy"

Time is not your friend

Time is not your remedy

No amount of waiting will make you, make you brave

No amount of fear will keep you

No amount of fear will keep you safe

Little soldiers

On the broken backs of all the words we spared

Like little soldiers in the trenches

It was a march we made towards ruin and despair

But we held hands all the while

Allies or enemies

The words I speak

Are wildfires and weeds

They spread like some awful damn disease

And I swear I didn't mean what I said

I swear I didn't mean it

Now listen close

You owe me ears for dropping eaves

Forget it all

You caught me in a moment weak

Take me to war

I've earned myself a reputation

That my bark is much worse than my bite

But I keep snapping at Goliath's hands

With all of my tiny might

Steady, Steady

I can take for better but for worse can't condone

Most of all for good just makes me ache to be alone

How long is forever?

I'm swimming in the dress like a child in her mother's clothes

This ring around my finger's like a chain around my throat

Are you so sure you tamed me?

The moon will sing

My heart knew the weight

Ten years worth of dust and neglect

We made our peace with weariness and let it be

The moon will sing a song for me

I loved you like the sun

Bore the shadows that you made

With no light of my own

I shine only with the light you gave me

[haunted-radishes]

Ever find a song and think "I know there's a character who this would fit, but I just haven't found them yet?" Kind of a weird feeling. Anyway, Ribs by The Crane Wives

Marrow made a wife of Eve But no one gave up a rib for me and mine My heart stayed exposed to the elements Calloused and untouched by a man's design Oh, my ugly organs How lucky we are (How lucky we are) Brick and mortar between my bones Built a kingdom fierce and fortified My name fading from the yellow page Stones are laid upon the mountainside Oh, my savage empire How lucky we are (How lucky we are) Never to be moved by the words of a liar The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes It is mine, it is mine The night doesn't frighten me I chose to let it thrive It is mine, it is mine Time has changed the metaphor Now, dust is not the origin of bone Little girl, don't let them sell you any armor All your ribs are still your own Oh, my precious child How lucky you are (How lucky you are) Handed down a shield for your tender parts The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes It is mine, it is mine The night doesn't frighten me I chose to let it thrive It is mine, it is mine The dark doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes It is mine, it is mine The night doesn't frighten me I chose to close my eyes It is mine, it is mine

Yes, this is an open invitation to assign this song to MXTX characters

[fallenrain40]

so silly random thoughts here about the crane wives songs, that got fueled somehow by my hazbin hyperfixation. since both things (potentially?) involve Lilith. i remember someone mentioning at some point that they thought the crane wives' song "Ribs" was about Lilith, since the first lyrics are: "marrow made a wife of eve, but no one gave up a rib for me and mine"

and so since i had that in my mind, i thought about their other song "The Garden", which is from the same album. the final lyrics in that song are "won't you cut down that apple tree for me?" it almost seemed to me like a song about someone (maybe lilith?) who is perceived as bad and evil but was doing it for good reasons; cutting down the apple tree before the apple could be eaten.

just randomly cutting down a tree in a garden would seem evil; if you didn't know the reason. that you were preventing a worse fate from happening.

okay im done with my silly thoughts now goodbye.

[alyrictoasongbythecranewives]

Marrow made a wife of Eve

But no one gave up a rib for me and mine

My heart did expose to the elements

Calloused and untouched by a man's design

Oh, my ugly organs

How lucky we are (how lucky we are)