Dark Descent (Anorexia Nervosa) | ElysianSoul

This is the first song of my album under the same title, Dark Descent. With this song, I attempted to illustrate the beginning of the descent into anorexia - the elation, the high, and the initial seduction of the disorder as the sufferer hands themselves over to the anorexic voice.
Album Artwork: Katie Metcalfe Photography
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Lyrics:
In the midst of your night when you feel unbound,
And your breathing slows, and your heart beats loud,
When you’re starting to feel, that this could be the end,
Oh you’ll know it’s the time, for your dark descent,
Into skill and control, never know defeat,
And your life is a shadow ‘cause you just don’t eat,
Never speak, never tell, of this hunger of mine,
When it grows, it is time, for my dark design.
Oh these sticks, and these stones, how they’ll break your bones,
Don’t even try to come home, now that you’re alone,
‘Cause you made this choice, now you’ll have to deal,
With my voice, in your head, and this world unreal.
With your hips, and your bones, and your lanugo,
All this beauty inside, it will starve and grow,
Take control of your mind, I will be your guide,
Sink deep down inside as our worlds collide.
Come on down, to the end, to your dark descent,
From your ribs, to your blades, and emaciate,
The skin of your cheekbones ‘til they are drawn,
Tonight is the night, the new you is born.
My promises are hollow,
But that you already know,
An empty sense of decadence
With a long way to go,
You’ll never know a hunger,
With such mental force,
The elation from starvation
Never knows remorse.
But of course, you would know this,
Right back from the start,
When you swore yourself to me
With your hand on your heart,
'Cause you’ve never felt quite normal,
Like all your other friends,
And over time, you’ve felt the rise
Of your dark descent.
With your hips, and your bones, and your lanugo,
All this beauty inside, it will starve and grow,
Take control of your mind, I will be your guide,
Sink deep down inside as our worlds collide.
Come on down, to the end, to your dark descent,
For your ribs, for your blades, and emaciate,
The skin of your cheekbones ‘til they are drawn,
Tonight is the night, the new you is born.
Come on down, to the end, to your dark descent,
For your ribs, for your blades, and emaciate,
The skin of your cheekbones ‘til they are drawn,
Tonight is the night, the new you is born.
The new you is born.