Rituals &

• Written, produced, mixed & mastered by Blake Robinson
• Recorded at Synthetic Orchestra Studios, 2025
• Drums, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar & Bass by Blake Robinson
• Vocals & lyrics by Gloom Darkheart & Blake Robinson

"Rituals and Resurrections" is a Halloween hymn dressed in hip hop swagger and orchestral grandeur. A long-buried song, unearthed and stitched back together by The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra & Gloom Darkheart, it claws out of the grave with guitars, strings, and a chorus that burns like a summoning flame.

Darkly playful, it tells its story in reverse, a duet of shadow and obsession that circles itself like an incantation. It’s a ritual, a mistake, and a question whispered to every listener: would you do the same?

(Intro)
If you sleep before I rise,
I'll paint my name behind your eyes
And when you wake, you'll speak in moans,
of graveyards, soil and broken bones
If you scream, I'll hum instead
a lullaby to raise the dead
So close your eyes, be still, be brave.
Now hold your breath and dig my grave.

(Verse - Gloom)
I tracked you down through burning leaves
Through broken masks and screams. All on Hallows eve
I kissed the dirt, you spoke my name
And now you open the curse that you just can't escape
I found your house, your porchlight dead
The pumpkins watched me crawl where your footsteps led
I pressed my hand against the glass
And now I'll chip away until there's nothing left

(Chorus)
This night won't end
until the sun comes up or we're both undead
This story's told
of how your grave is warm and babe, I'm oh-so-cold

(Verse - Blake)
I used to watch you from afar,
your face a beacon in the dark
I'd trail behind you when you'd
take a stroll around the local park
I'd watch the way you'd stop and stare
at every little thing you'd see
Your eyes so kind, so full of wonder,
how I wish they'd look at me
You can't imagine how my life turned
upside down when you were gone
A tragic accident that took you
from the world which you belong
And so I snuck into the morgue,
your final resting place of peace
And took those peepers for myself,
a little gift for me to keep
And every now and then,
I'd put them in and see things through your eyes
Your friends, your house,
your favorite flowers, and the bluest skies
And though you never looked at me,
I know you meant to secretly
I see it all now through your eyes,
the way that it was meant to be
But lately, I've been craving more,
I just need you around
And so I tracked down where they
buried you beneath the ground
An incantation stolen
from the book of the Gloomnomicon
And just like that,
from out your coffin came that scream-like song

(Chorus)
This night won't end
until the sun comes up or we're both undead
This story's told
of how your grave is warm and babe, I'm oh-so-cold
This night won't end
until the sun comes up or we're both undead
This story's told
of how your grave is warm and babe, I'm oh-so-cold