I'll Wait For You In The Dark | Kristin's Lullaby [Dream SMP] 

Scratch-free, karaoke, and instrumental versions coming out November 27! edit: i want to see your c!mumza essays in the comments below - i have so much fun reading it :) another edit: FREE DOWNLOAD on SoundCloud! soundcloud.com/preciousjewelamor/ill-wait-for-you-in-the-darkkristins-lullaby another edit: IF SOMEONE MAKES AN ANIMATIC OF THIS SONG BEING PLAYED IN A RECORD PLAYER ANENLDFBKVBJ NCS PLS PLS TAG OR DM ME another edit: i might… MIGHT release it on Spotify very soon. Just undergoing a transition period from labelled to indie right now. another edit: this isn't the first c!mumza song, here's one that was released like a month or 2 ago: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-vYs6jsWsuPo.html

Mumza isn’t even on the smp and she got her own song lmao But I love headcanoning that she’s stuck in the underworld (yknow because goddess of death) and she sends crows (chat) to send trinkets and letters to Phil and vice versa, considering they symbolise death in some cultures.

Death and her angel once upon a time were together. Her angel flying close by her side. Bringing her souls of the young the old, the large and the small. Death opened up her heart to this angel, loving him as no one had before. They had a child but tragedy struck the child was mortal and could not stay in the clouds with them. The angel left to raise the child, hoping one day to return to his lover. As the child grew so did his dark side. His love for destruction was growing almost out of hand. Then the angel showed the child music and the dark side was pushed down, the love of destruction hidden but bubbling just under the surface. When the child was all grown up, he set off into the world to find his place. The angel longing for his lover learned the ways of communicating with crows. As crows can send messages and small gifts to Death. Death and her angel were finally able to communicate again and their lover continued to grow. The angel was almost able to see his love again but tragedy struck again, the child dark side and love of destruction had risen to the surface again. The angel raced over to save his child and his beloved home. For the angel never left the child alone the crows were all way watching, reporting back to the angel. The angel could not convince the child to stop, the child was in to deep. The destruction came and all the angel could do was protect the child. This causes the angels wing to become damaged, sealing his fate to never see his love again. The darkness hid itself again and the child out of grief made the angel kill him. This left the angel without his son and his lady Death. In his grief he helped rebuild his son's creation, not knowing the joy's and the heart breaks to come. Hopefully they are no weird words and the grammar is ok. I have dyslexia so this was hard and they may be some mistake I did not catch. Please let me now if they are any, as I will fix them. Thank you Edit: I have fixed the mistake pointed out by the comments. Thank you all for helping.

i am here to say that kristen reminds me of the morrígan, for those who do not know, the morrígan is a god from irish mythology, she is the god of war, witchcraft, death, protection and retribution. she commonly took the form of a raven and would fly over battlefields to watch the fights.

Yes, a Mumza song! I haven’t heard one yet, so this will be pog!

YOOO HEADCANNON TIME: -She has a personal vendetta against Dream cause he has revival book -She gave the crows(chat) to Phil as a gift so they could communicate -When she gets angry, everything in a 30 mile radius dies

Death. A mistress often regarded as cruel and unfair to those left in their grief. But to a small few, she was much more. Whilst some may regard her with fear and despair, these few see her for what she truly is. For while death does not discriminate between who she wraps in her black silks, she has more than enough compassion and love for each and every soul that she guides into her domain. Every child, person, beloved pet, and smallest ant is taken with loving care. She will wrap them warmly in her embrace, soothing them into a final rest with words of comfort and safety. Promises of peace and reuninon. But whilst a kind being at heart, she is no stranger to those who believe her to be unawares of the plights of mortal souls. So whenever her beloved angel sends her a soul, torn asunder by rage and righteous fury, she mirrors him in kind. Casting those that the murder judges to be unrepentant into the dimness of the void, where their names and legacy would soon disappear from the pages and lips of Life's realm. When her angel sends a soul tinged by sorrow and ended with merciful swiftness, she gathers them into her embrace with the tenderness of a mother cradling a child. She speaks with these few. Lets their stories be heard by at least one person before they cross, so they may be at peace knowing that someone heard their tale to its conclusion without judgement, and without bias. So Death is not a cruel mistress. No. She had a heart that beat for each and every soul Life sent her way. She was loving to her angel the most, and only he would know the side of her that laughed and cried like any other mortal would. Because Death and Life were so intricately linked with the mortal soul that they reflected their people just as much as their people did them. So when the murder calls in the dead of night, show no fear. For Lady Death is merely escorting another weary soul to their eternal rest, her beloved angel ever near.

Death waltzed through the field of life, her hand brushing the reaching blades of grass, ash lined her path. Every night she landed, the life slumbered on. Every night she landed, a life never woke up. A small body, a life lay motionless in the field that night, Death crouched down and offered her hand to the young human, who was covered in dirt and traces of red. Words to a haunting melody spilled from her tongue, the child blinked wearily and sniffed, their tiny lungs ached, and their chest felt like it was being pulled, tugged gently away from their body. Death wrapped her fingers around the child’s. A cold breeze rushed through the air, the moon glimmered slightly brighter and the child’s spirit glowed, flowing out of it’s body like a river. “Who are you?” The child gazed up at Death’s eyes, empty but so full of love. Death put a finger to her lips, and smiled, the corners of her eyes creasing slightly. A sad, loving smile. Then the child felt a warm shard of peace pierce their being, and they giggled suddenly. Blonde curls flickered like a million fireflies and blue eyes so much like Death’s lover’s sparkled. Their voice was so echoey and soft, curiously the child opened their mouth, about to speak to Death, when the Angel swooped down to collect them. “Thank you, Death.” The Angel greeted Death as he carried the child on his back. “I’m, dead?’ The child asked, The Angel tickled them. The child laughed and forgot what they said. “No problem, my angel.” Death rose, her robes rustled in the blanket of silence. “Take good care of this one, they were not ready.” The Angel nodded, the child babbled on with questions that would be answered later, or maybe not, we will never know. A bird soared across the sky, not a caw but a gentle tweet leaving its beak. The child stopped talking and pointed. “Thats a Passerine!” The Angel chuckled, waving to Death as he ascended once more. “I suppose it is.” 2 year old Tommy babbled away, outside in the garden and tripping over his feet every 30 seconds, he giggled as Wilbur carried him this time to the flower patch, alliums reaching to the sky. Wilbur was rambling about the colours, when Tommy looked up and pointed at a bird crossing the sky. “Passerine!” He grinned, Wilbur abruptly stopped talking, his eyes instead searched for the bird, that was now perched on their castle’s rooftop. Wilbur grinned, his dad must’ve taught him that. “I suppose it is.” (Thanks for reading if you did scroll to the bottom! Have a great day/night you beautiful human! Also fun fact, i had to rewrite this entirely as i clicked on another video before posting (,:)

This song makes me want to waltz around a room majestically. Incredible as always! I'm most likely gonna choreograph to this song later

I am so excited. I like how even though she's lady death she still is kind. Some portray death as cold and hard, but Mumza seems so gentle. Like reassurance before the darkness. Ok, this was very short, but here it is.

This gives off big “come little children” vibes and is perfect for mumza, the goddess of death

The angel of death, a goddess so beautiful and kind. She spoke with the crows in the realm between life and death, where she was trapped forever. They delivered her lost souls for her to carry into the eternal darkness. When the crows found a mortal who spoke their language, they told him about their mother, the goddess. He wrote her letters and sent her trinkets he collected via crows and they returned her messages to him. She sang him to sleep every night through the many realms between them. He was so in love with her that he had to find her. The crows gifted him a pair of wings to make the long and treacherous journey. Mother was scared, she tried to talk him out of trying to find her, for she knew no mortal returned from the journey. She knew that he wouldn’t make it to her. He flew long and far, over forests and rivers and mountains. He would not rest. Every night she sang to him, to persuade him to sleep or eat or go back to his home, but his love drove him insane. He used the lullaby only as a motivation to find his love. He became weary and gradually he began flying lower and lower. After many days and nights he fell out of the sky. He tried to get up from the snow, but found he couldn’t. He didn’t feel cold, in fact the strangest warmth washed over him. As his vision dimmed he saw a crow land in front of him, one from the goddess. He smiled then closed his eyes and stopped breathing. The crow called out a single, mournful note, that rang across the seven realms into the land in between. Th goddess knew what had happened, and began to weep, her tears spilt to the ground like acid, flowing through the earth, and poisoning the tree that served at the border for the land of in between and the realm of the living. She cried so loudly and so sad that all over the world people knew that something terrible had happened. The crows flew out and found the mortal. They loved him, and had begun calling him father. Carefully, as if not to wake him, they carried him to mother. She held him tenderly, caressing his broken wings. The god who had created all the realms heard her suffering and decided that the mortal deserved to live. He made the mortal an angel who rules over the land of the living. He would protect them. That way they could be together, forever. Edit: Sorry just realized the original said angle

*crack fingers* Welp.. I can’t wait to type an entire essay after this premiere ;D. But jokes aside, I’m so excited to hear this :D! Mumza finally having her own theme song is so poggers :DD!

I love how this song sounds like a recording of a dead person, like it just gives me those vibes

The “You decide who lives” line now makes me head canon Phil as a god of life

When someone asks me what my aesthetic is this is it, this is my overall aesthetic. It's so pretty it's so beautiful it's so mysterious I will sing this song to my children in the future

Silk woven strings- and black feathered flights. Carry me away- through the coolness of night. Sleep fast little one- know none of pain and care. But if you decide to come along, Ill hope to meet you there- Where the moon kisses the earthly soils, and our graves lay soft-asleep. In the gardens where our skull lies fare Covered this grey-cold feet. Breathe my love- my modest crow, of your ink stained nettle spines- The bed that one laid quills to grow, On chard hickory-wood and pine. My dearly docile angel- The feathering arming crest, Come and meet me there again were your wings can lay to rest. Sleep... Sleep... Sleep... But the crow couldn't come to nest.

Death is a warm embrace, trickled with not fear but the warmth of a mother. Death holds those close to her as if they were her own. The crows are death’s children and we will soar upon this darkened sky.. Technically, the Angel of Death is one of Death’s Reapers. But one millennia at a time, a love so sweet blossomed between the two. Two immortal beings bringing chaos and destruction for their other half. Death holds her children close, while her Angel brings the children to her. The crows are an interesting subject. They fly on their own but choose to linger behind Death’s Angel. They are mere lost souls, taken from their homes because of their yearning for Death’s embrace. Lady Death has always delivered and the crows have bestowed their eternal loyalty to a lady so kind. And so a child made out of pure sunshine was born, the one thing Death has always been afraid of. How come her child, her own blood, be that that she cannot hold? A child with the sharpest rays and the brightest smile be her one wish? She is thankful her Angel can at least care for her Sundrop. She has continued to wallow in the Underworld to this day. Then her other child, a heart so corrupted she held him close. A heart who sings and whispers promises of mountains of wealth and happiness was clung deeply to. She cared too much for a soul so tainted, for her little Moonshine. [Imagine going Ao3 mode, couldn’t be me-]

Animation idea bc I can't animate: 0:00-0:05: A crow flys into Phil's house late at night, it is carrying a record. The record has a note on it, "Just for you- ;)". Phil takes the record and thanks the crow before sending it off. He smiles at the note, knowing full well who it was from. Even though he was very tired, having over-worked himself again, he still wanted to listen to the record. Curiosity got the best of him as he began to ponder on the posibilities of what his wife had sent him. An old record that had been left behind by a traveling salesman? Or perhaps a new song she has found and enjoyed? 'Only one way to find out,' he thought to himself. 0:06-1:40: Stunned, Phil stands absolutely amazed by the sound of his magnificent wife singing. Not even the scratching of the record as it was being played could ruin such a beautiful sound. Soon however, his exhausted body catches up to him, and the soothing song soon lulls him into a peaceful slumber. 1:41-2:30: Kristin, having been watching the whole time, apears outside in all her glory. Singing along with the record, she gently picks up Phil and cradles him in her arms. She continues to sing her song while enjoying being together with her love, even if he is asleep. As she finishes the chorus, and the sun starts to rise, she gently puts her husband back on his bed and gives him one last kiss before returning to the underworld and her job. 2:31-3:02: Phil wakes up startled, 'Wait, was that a dream?' He looks around franticly, 'The roof is still intacked, and nothing seems broken... so it was a dream.' Then he turns to the record player, tuning back into the beautiful sound of his wife's singing, having fallen asleep before he could remove the disk. The melody having calmed any remaining stress or worry, he starts to get ready for the day. Along with a note to send to his wife, a little "thank you" of sorts. This took me a whole hour- ;w; Hope you like it tho ^^

1:42 I love the way Kristen's eyes turn black with the instrumental switch up. Lady Death waits in the dark, with her terrifying beauty...

lyrics since i couldnt find any on google: i'll wait for you in the dark let's wait for the daylight to go away my love, by the trees, we will meet up till' the sunrise calls me to leave i'll wait for you in the cold a rug on the snow, and a candlelit meal my love, by my side, we will dance away oh, what an affair would this be? you decide who lives, i decide who dies you and your broken wings, above all things, give the reaper life i'll wait for you in the dark, when all of the world is in slumber my love, by the grave, by the moonlight as the shadows hide us from here. _( i'll wait for you in the dark, )_ _( when all of the world is in slumber. )_ _( my love, by the grave, by the moonlight, )_ _( as the shadows hide us from here. )_ you decide who lives, _( you decide who lives, )_ i decide who dies, you and your broken wings, above all things, give the Reaper life. I'll wait for you in the dark, When all of the wold is in slumber. My love, by the grave, by the moonlight, As the shadows hide us from here. _as the shadows hide us from here._ :)

Mumza's existence in canon is so bittersweet- Yes, Phil has his wife and they're both canonically immortal in some sense of the word, and even when Phil dies, they'll be together still, Death and her angel will never truly be apart But c!Phil's still alive. He can't physically be with c!Mumza. Phil misses Mumza like, all the time. And since that forest popped up, he spends all his time there and he just- misses her. So much. Phil has been dead and Phil has been able to spend decades, centuries, with Mumza before, but now he's here. And they're not together. The only way they can really talk to each other is through the crows and weird, mysterious and unexplainable things that only Phil could understand. They'll be together for the rest of their existence, but they're *so far apart.* It hurts me T^T

Mmmmm _inspiration_ 'Entrancing... The freckled sky was barely visible through a thick canopy of pine needles. An exit from this forest was becoming nothing more than a dream at this point. How long has it been? An hour? Four? It was impossible to tell during a new moon. I almost hoped for a wolf to howl or a stick to break. Anything is better than the silence, cold, and dark of the forest. That's when I heard it. The magical siren sound, a voice so airy it must have been a hallucination. The more I walked, the louder it became; words just beyond comprehension but so familiar and mesmerizing. After no more than a blink, I was out.'

all i can think while listening to this is mumza out in the trees outside techno and phil's house, calling phil out to see her. and of course, because waltz 3/4 time, phil's join her in a dance in the shadow-shrouded snow. and when it mentions how all the world's in slumber, right before the clear audio, it cuts over to techno, awake, going over to look out the window (the music goes clear) and upon seeing mumza, runs downstairs but when he gets to the door, the music goes back to the crackly bit and all techno sees is phil, dancing a waltz alone in the snow.

I can't help but think all the time about how as the goddess of death, c!mumza had to watch her step-son be killed by her husband, knowing that she could do nothing. Also, I'm pretty sure Fundy lost a life in the bunker during the L'manberg revolution, so she not only had to deal with her step-son losing his first life but also her grandson. It's one thing when it's strangers who die, but these two are related to her. They're her family. Not only that, but Fundy was so young during the war.

Death isn't just cold and sorrowful. It can be beautiful behind its shadows. Among death is her angel, together they decide who lives another day and who gets carried on to the other side Their love is inseparable under the moonlight while the world is in slumber. The angel gives his reaper life like a candle flame in the dark that dances away vividly Although the daylight chases her away, Death's murder shall guide her angel, forever with him until they meet again ...

Promised for an essay so here we go.. Alright first of all, the atmosphere of this song is emaculate :D! I love the use of the crackling vinyls and the vocals being sort of like it’s recorded on a potato. It just adds to the very creepy vibe of this song and how I literally got chills the entire time listening. The person who did the animation also needs props cause it looks so pretty :D! So accurate to what mumza cosplayed during phil’s stream strum! The scenery also with the crows and the sudden change in her eyes just freaked me out.. Next, the lyrics for this song just perfectly describes the little lore crumbs that Kristin teased with the picnic during the moonlight in the Arctic commune, and how she wears dark clothing to protect herself from getting burnt. Cool little details like those just gives me so much serotonin :D! This may be unintentional, but I just want to point that I liked that you called this a lullaby instead of a theme song. I just picture a story of Kristin cooing Philza to sleep and rest in her loving arms, and possibly hypnotising him? (Not sure though but I just get the vibe). From the mentions of his broken wings, to him choosing who to lives, it seems like the goddess of death is trying to show that she is trustworthy. It works and we transitioned to Kristin calling back to him much more clearer. Maybe a way to show that Kristin doesn’t want to lose her loving angel considering that they only meet during the night and how she loves him so much to go that far. Not 100% sure but hey, mumza is considered a headcanon so maybe my unnecessary blabbering suffices it. Getting too long so I might just consider writing a fic for this but ANYWAY. I enjoyed this so much :D! This just boosted my Halloween spirit and I hope you all have a great day/night :D! Now I’ll excuse myself to Tommy’s new video >:D

For context this is the final chapter from my friend's (Abeille) story about the goddess of death. Also in this story Sally never died. “How did you die?” Kristen asked. Wilbur hesitated for a moment before saying. “Promise not be angry?” He looked at her. She nodded quietly. Before the sun had risen Wilbur awoke to Sally shaking his arm. “You have places to be.” She said giving him a kiss. That stirred him to life. He stared out at his army. Many of them would never see their families again, they would never return. “I’m going to be one of them.” He sighed and thought quietly to himself. As the masses arrived and the sun rose above the watchtowers of the city, Wilbur knew there was no turning back. “I am a coward. I cannot change that ever.” He echoed the words in his mind. He never wanted to forget that. The war was bloody and brutal. Hundreds of thousands were dead. Wilbur and his men had overpowered Schlatt though. Before they could execute their greatest adversary. He collapsed to the ground. “Mark my words. If I die this country goes down with me.” He cried out before taking his final breath and dying on the battlefield. Wilbur knew exactly what he meant. Wilbur felt lightheaded and dazed. He didn’t know what was happening. Where he was going. Before he knew it, Wilbur was in a familiar room, one rigged with explosives. The compulsive writings on the walls taunted and laughed at him. He could only hear her voice, it seemed to echo as she sang. I heard there was a special place. Where men could go and emancipate. “There was Sally. It’s not here anymore.” He breathed heavily and clutched his head in agony trying to make sense of it all. She continued to sing. A siren’s lullaby sweetly rang. The brutality and tyranny of their rulers “I have hurt so many and will always hurt the people I love. My actions are unjust, brutal and cold. They will never forgive me.” Well this place is real we needn’t fret With Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo and Eret “Eret betrayed L’manburg. Tubbo was a traitor to Manburg. Tommy is the only one who still has ties. I am nothing. I was a traitor since the beginning.” Wilbur sighed ready to end it all. He heard footsteps behind him but didn’t dare to turn around. “What are you doing Wilbur?” His father’s voice rang out in the small room. Wilbur’s hands shook violently. “The thing I built this nation for. The person I built it for. They don’t need me anymore.” He sighed not looking back. “There was a saying once Phil.” Wilbur said with a real, joyful, true smile across his face. He closed his eyes as a tear slid down his cheek. Her voice sang to him one last time. A very big and not blown up L’manburg! “It was never meant to be.” He pounded his fist into the button on the wall. His father’s wings shielding him was all he could see. He could hear the sound of screaming and the explosives echoing out into the distance. “Kill me. Please.” He begged staring into his father’s eyes. As he felt the sword enter his chest there was no pain. No suffering, sadness, fear, regret, only a voice. We sing L’manburg, we sing L’manburg, we sing L’manburg To our L’manburg As time passed by Wilbur and Kristen’s relationship stayed indifferent. Kristen would always be his mother that would never change. Wilbur had a new sense of freedom. His felt alive, ready to take his life on at full force. He had no feelings towards anyone, he only cared about himself. No one else mattered. “I want to go back.” He said one morning standing on the edge of the railroad smoking a cigarette. The sun was just rising over the horizon bank. It touched the top of the trees turning their leaves golden, making everything glow with sudden flare. That morning all the color seemed to be returning to the barren plane. “Is this vibrancy a gift from you?” Wilbur asked she came to stand beside him. “Not from me.” She smiled staring at him. The redness in his cheeks had returned. His hazel eyes looked red in the morning sun. All the color returned to the world around them. “Would you be glad to go back?” Kristen asked with a bit of a smile. “I would be very happy to return. There is a lot unsaid that needs to be said. A lot left undisputed, unforgotten, unforgiven, unwanted, and unfinished. I need to see, hear, feel, and say it all. I need to finish what is unfinished.” He said with a smile. She took his hand, “Nothing is ever left unfinished. It merely waits for the next author to pick it up and write some more, to play it, sing it, draw it, lead it, or start completely fresh with it. Nothing is ever unfinished.” She heard the sound of a train in the distance. The cigarette fell out of Wilbur’s mouth in shock. “Nothing is ever left unfinished. Not even your story.” Kristen smiled staring at him through her veil. What once showed her a man full of greed, jealousy, a flared temper, a depressed spirit, now showed her someone who wasn’t going to let life slip through his fingers ever again. “Goodbye for now.” She said letting go of his hand. As soon as she lost her grip on him he vanished before her eyes. She awoke in the manor to the sound of a train horn blaring in her ears. “Wilbur is coming back.” She ran to tell the others. And while she made it seem as if she was distraught it was all a ruse. For there was no reason to fear him. No reason to dread his return. He was a man of life and a mended spirit. “I don’t know what I will do now. I cannot return to the mortal plane.” Sally said sitting beside her mistress in the garden. “Do you love your life? The people you have met? The journeys you have endured?” Kristen asked handing her a red rose. “I do.” Sally replied. Kristen turned and smiled at her. “Go back to them.” Sally looked flustered. “How?” She begged to know. Kristen just smiled and took up her veil. “Live boldly, love everlastingly, find hope, honor, praise, and compassion in all you do, make a life for yourself and keep your enemies and friends close to you always. But most importantly my dear girl.” “Never look at someone’s heart through a veil.” Credits to Abeille

someone told me about this in Phil's chat! it's so beautiful and melancholy, i love it

alright, this hasn’t even been released yet, but it is already (slightly eerily) beautiful, perfect for halloween.

Bruh, I love how attached we are to Mumza and Michael. And accept them and include them no matter what 🥺❣️ You’re voice is so beautiful and the art is amazing 🥰

I love the sound of the auto breaking it gives it this very old and vintage sound, like a record Phil has been holding onto for years, gave me freaking chills

My parents are always really mean to me on Halloween even though it's my favorite holiday and this is really comforting

Cries of agony could be heard echoing through his hollow soul. The ghosts within him were tearing him apart, ripping his organs and eating his cells while he fought for his life. It was like trying to extinguish a raging fire, as he had told. The burning through his body made him unable to think, nor get rest. He ran through the forrest, towards his closest ally and partner in crime. The snow melted in his path. The wind froze his cheeks along with the tears of pain running along them. How came the fire was getting worse? The cold ground opened it's arms to the bird with the broken wings. Still in slumber, still in pain. A silhouette as vague as the ghosts within him could be seen in the snow. A woman with a healing yet deadly aura, reached out to the man. The aura around her felt overwhelming. The air suddenly became like a cloud of toxic gas, with a hint of sweetness in it. He held his breath to avoid the unpleasant smell of what seemed to be withered, rotten roses. As the daylight began to settle, as the birds began to chipper, a fallen bird began to flap his broken wings in dispair. Feeling as if he had been revived from the dead, his mind connected to his actions. The realisation of the past events caused him to take a deep breath. A deep breath that caused the storm within him to die. The air was cold against his throat. The ground was now wet around him, forming a perfect heart shape in the snow. Yet he may still wonder, wonder of what, or who she may have been. And while he may forever be conflicted, she will always, always wait for him. *(I apologize lmao. It's 4:00AM...)*

The misophonia warning at the beginning was so sweet I almost cried… I’ve never seen that before and I appreciate it so much

POV: you're super excited for the song it was pogchamp ! I've never seen a song about mumza before :0

I’ve never heard a Mumza song before but that doesn’t get rid of the fact that this is amazing!! Your singing voice is so pretty!! Also the art is absolutely amazing!!

I normally don't like slower songs but... this ones nice. I like the musical part of it, it's very minimal but it accomplishes a lot, the vocals are amazing, but I especially love the chorus, the 'I'll wait for you in the dark' part combined with the music is just... the combination of sweet and creepy almost makes it sad? Idk but I really love the song Probably going to make fanart inspired by this if it goes on Spotify

god, this is such a masterpiece. I might just fall asleep to this tonight. It's just so nice and soothing. the melodies, the lyrics, don't get me started now. this better blow up. I hope Phil sees this and shows it to our beloved Mumza Edit: I actually did fall asleep to this.

I love this song so so much lmao - When I’m happy ? i sing it . when im sad ? i sing it . when im tired ? i sing it. when im bored ? i sing it . and when im trying to sleep ? guess what ? I LISTEN TO IT (haha got you , you though i was gonna say "i sing it" !! sorry .)

Omg I'm so excited, I've never seen a song about the goddess of death

It's so beautiful! I love the subtle animation and the crackles they really add to the ambiance! And the vocals are amazing as usual! The lyrics are so clever too! And when her eyes turn black, so spooky, so cool!

This is so beautiful oh my gosh it fits her character so well I love it!💙💙💙 Here’s my mumza headcanon lol She was the one to teach Wilbur how to play cards, specifically solitaire, and when he left Phil to go create L’manburg, he would always keep a deck on him so he could remember her as he played. So when he died, as much as mumza wanted to help him, she could not. She was able to gift him one deck of cards though so that even in death, he would still remember her.

now i have head canon that smp kristin took a liking to the immortal birb man with his attempts to bring back his son so ima now have this song after novemeber 16th by uhhh.... fuk i forgot qwq basically Philza's first smp song OH GOD IT KICKS UP SO MUCH HOLY FU-

OMG MUMZA SONGG!! This is going to be amazing :))

Omg I wasn’t expecting that twist

Lyrics cuz boredom I’ll wait for you in the dark Let’s wait for the daylight to go away My love, by the trees, we will meet up ‘Till the sunrise calls me to leave I’ll wait for you in the cold A rug on the snow and a candlelit meal My love, by my side, we will dance away Oh, what an affair would this be? You decide who lives I decide who dies You and your broken wings Above all things Give the reaper life I’ll wait for you in the dark When all of the world is in slumber My love, by the grave, by the moonlight As the shadows hide us from here I’ll wait for you in the dark When all of the world is in slumber My love, the grave, by the moonlight As the shadows hide us from here You decide who lives I decide who dies You and your broken wings Above all things Give the reaper life I’ll wait for you in the dark When all of the world is in slumber My love, by the grave, by the moonlight As the shadows hide us from here As the shadows hide us from here

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M SO EXCITED PJ

YOO THATS AWESOME! I really like the trailer and i cant wait to listen to the full song!

I like singing, I can write texts but never get to do such a great melody, so I have great respect for you to archive that. It’s so hard for me and you make it look so Easy, it sounds cool!

I have a head canon:) Philza used to play the guitar so mumza sang this to Wilbur when he was younger meanwhile Philza played the guitar but one day mumza disappeared so Philza taught Wilbur to play the guitar and this was his first song he learned.

I think we're bound to see more Philza lore considering that Mumza is a goddess and she's in love with Philza. Is he a god, and that's why he has wings and has lived so long? And how does Slimecicle know him? Where did Ranboo come from? What are the experiments done on Ranboo? What are Wilbur's plans? What happens with the egg? There are so many unanswered questions that we need to know!

God damn it, what is this sensation? I started listening and I'm getting pulsating chills wtf? This is just * chef's kiss *

Ooo, head cannon that kinda relates to the one that she’s in the underworld, but the intense black/purple color tommy saw while in his limbo is the same color as mumza’s dress, it’s kinda simple but I like to think she was there with them, have a good day!

Oh my gosh I'm gonna cry the moment I listen -

wilbur's pov: "kill me! kill me Phil" I yelled at my father as he cries "I can't! you're my son" "Everyone wants you to kill me, please...." "will... I'm sorry" everything went dark as I heard my father's cries and Tommy yelling out. I open my eyes and wake up at a train station. a train arrives and as the doors slide open, fog magically pours out and a silhouette of a lady appears. "Hello my dear child... it is I, your mother, Kristen"

Ok so i head canon that Mumza lives in a castle with a giant library where she writes down the players live untill they die. On the first page are 3 hearts and she crosses them out if that person lost a canon life. The castle has a garden and dead and lost souls "spawn" here after their last canon death. In my head canon Philzas hardcore Minecraft world is canon. Philza was only born with one life with is pretty rare and no one makes it far with one life. So you know he ends up dieing to that baby zombie and spawns in the garden. Mumza is ready to take him to his limbo but he refuses in shock and fear. Mumza feels sorry for him and sends him back were he died giving him another life. Years passes and Mumza keeps looking after Phil. Phil then meet Technoblade and they started going on a murder trip. But philza keeps seeing a weird shadow after the battle. The shadow is Mumza who collects the dead souls. She doesn't need to but its an excuse to see Phil. She also started to talk to his crows and even sending him little letters and notes through us, the viewers. She has also welcomed Wilbur and Tommy and even though she knows that their are Phil's children she can't make any exceptions anymore. Jeez that was the longest text i have ever written lmao Sorry if I spelled something wrong or if my Gramma is incorrect cuz English is not my native language and I'm still learning Will this be on Spotify btw?

I always had a headcannon that Philza would visit Mumza every month at full moon, and only could then. I also thought to myself that Mumza was the one who gave Philza the crows, aka us, the chat. That way he had someway to communicate with her and the rest of the world. We gift him letters, trinkets, and just random little things from everywhere... and would be with him during the times between their visits, that seemed to come so far apart. We serve Mumza, but stay with Phil most of the time. We are the Watchers, we are the Rememberers, we are the Chat. Mumza gave us power, let us use it well.

How romantic. I can imagine Phil meeting Kristin at night, away from prying eyes while listening to this song.

I can't waittttt!!!!! Holy crap this is so good!!! Edit: this was so good I love this mumza song!!!!!!!

THE CHORD PROGRESSION AND YOUR VOICE IS SO BEAUTIFUL OMG this is so haunting and perfect for her

I’ve been waiting for a mumza song! I’m so excited 👀

This is gonna be so awesome! I honestly cant wait!

Petition for Mumza to be added to the DreamSMP

Ahhhhh I wish I could listen to it all but I have Misophonia and couldn't get past the first 30 seconds but It sounds Amazing!!!!

Okay, as soon as her voice shifted and her eyes turned black, my heart stooped, I've only heard this on Spotify.

I have a headcanon that she can't physically leave her domain but she can send souls that pledge loyalty to her (in the form of crows) as messengers. I also headcanon that she gave Phil his wings and can temporarily possesse him (w/ permission).

i rewatched it so many times, i swear to god- masterpiece.

this is kinda scary yet comforting, c!mumza seems like the nice person who can be so scary if they want to. LOVE THE SONG THO GOOD JOB :0

Im looking back at the songs i used to listen to and this brought me to tears when i saw the fundraiser the way i was able to cope was with wholesome sbi adoption aus

I love that she's holding two little crows

Head cannon: Mumza might be trapped in the end and that is part of why dreamxd doesn't want anyone to open the portals

When !cPhil dies, I just kinda want it to be because !cMumza joined the SMP and he choses to join her, but comes back to see his friends as a ghost. Idk, I just think it’d be really sweet but sad at the same time.

Let me just say. Big fan of this one. Although I'm not into the dsmp. My boyfriend who was into the dmsp found this song and played it for me on his little harp/lyre thing for our anniversary. Unfortunately he isn't here anymore due to many things. So I'd just like to say. Thank you, Harem. for everything you've done for me. May the goddess of death claim your gentle soul now. Xoxo -Ben

Mumza song POG :D!! THIS FIT THE HALLOWEEN MOOD SO WELL!! We don't celebrate Halloween here but this really gave me the feels lmao. Great song pja!! Also the theories in the comments are just- **chefs kiss**

THIS IS THE SONG I NEED FOR AN ANIMATION!!!! I'M GONNA WORK ON IT NOW!!!! *HAND AND RIST MOVEMENT INTENSIFIES*

Yeah, I'M READY!! :D

Это так прекрасно. Большое спасибо за эту прекрасную песню Даааа, Мамза!

THIS IS ASTONISHING! /pos I've never heard a c!Mumza song before! So, It's amazing to see one. I wanted to write about something, though I didn't know what to write at all, but after listening to this, it gave me inspiration! It's about Mumza, so after I'm finished with writing, I might post a separate comment with what I wrote

CHILLSSSSS

The fact you have an Angel's voice and the conference to makes songs is pure talent 😌🎶 Tysm for this song 💕 it's lovely just like all of you guys, yes, yes you. HAPPY HALLOWEEN 🎃🎉!!!

Meanwhile Lady Death Kristin: _Casually possesses Philza and goes on a joyride in his body getting drunk for a stream._

i've had song on loop non stop in spotify since like the start of the year and i don't plan on stopping until spotify gives me a funi high number during this year's recap

The song:Beautiful The Chat: *CAW*

Found this in my recommended, by far the best thing I've seen this week.

this is really good to listen to when you are trying to sleep when you are sick lol Edit: Omg, I didn't expect Jewel to heart my comment. Thank you!

This is already looking great!

FINALLY, A SONG DEDICATED TO MUMZA!! Im soo HAPPY rn, TYSM!!!

"love, death, life. it all alligns toghether, mumza and dadza are some of the best one's in the dsmp

ayyy mumza gets a song

Oh my god i hope this ends up on Spotify! I love this sosososo much!! Amazing work :D

God, the vibes are immaculate. This feels like a beautiful spooky love song, the feeling of dancing under the moon with someone you could never see yourself without. Complete and total vibe, you pulled this off amazingly.

I love the spooky twist at the end! It's perfect for Halloween but also fits this lore/headcannon really well. It’s shows the contrast between them and how, although considered a soft relief in some cases, death is not one to be reckoned with and she will not hesitate to punish those who don’t deserve to be rewarded with a good afterlife. Love the song!

Is it just me who watched the first, like, 10 seconds of this and said, " Holy crap..."? Amore you did it again!!

I now platonicly love you/J I love your voice in this,I need more dsmp lullaby by you

Aw man, that middle part is too beautiful to only be that short!

This is so fucking good!! You’re voice is incredible and the lyrics and sounds fit mumza so well!!

The essays are amazing, just like the song. There is so much talent here, it's very hard to take it all in!

I’m so glad this popped up in my recommended cause this is great :D it’s somehow calming to me even though it’s about the Goddess of Death lmao

Lyrics I'll wait for you in the dark Let's wait for the daylight to go away My love, by the trees, we will meet up 'Til the sunrise calls me to leave I'll wait for you in the cold A rug on the snow and a candlelit meal My love, by my side, we will dance away Oh what an affair would this be? You decide who lives I decide who dies You and your broken wings Above all things Give the Reaper life I'll wait for you in the dark When all of the world is in slumber My love, by the grave, by the moonlight As the shadows hide us from here (I'll wait for you in the dark When all of the world is in slumber My love, by the grave, by the moonlight As the shadows hide us from here) You decide who lives (You decide who lives) I decide who dies You and your broken wings Above all things Give the Reaper life I'll wait for you in the dark When all of the world is in slumber My love, by the grave, by the moonlight As the shadows hide us from here