Tristan Robert Lange

Feast Your Eyes

👁️ Feast your eyes. Feast your ears. This one is for you.

🌑 FREAKY FRIDAY FROLIC DROP 🌑
Today, I’m giving you something raw and special —

an early premiere of my song Feast Your Eyes.

This is a gift for those who walk with me now, before the official release. You get to hear it first, in all its haunting, hungry energy. The full rollout will come later on Spotify, Apple Music, and everywhere else… but today, it’s yours.

Intro (Instrumental)

Verse 1:

I sit here alone almost every night

Counting the days—my eternal fright.

A crypt of fools—what a horrible sight—

Filled with death and the things of blight.

Pre-Chorus:

Ghosts crowd the halls

Of our tomb-filled minds.

Chorus:

The ups are downs

And the lows are highs,

Unearthed, rot is risen;

Go ahead and feast your eyes.

Verse 2:

Fog along the cemetery,

I can see that it makes you wary.

My loneliness—not an average fairy—

Is now the burden you must ever carry.

Pre-Chorus:

Ghosts crowd the halls

Of our tomb-filled minds.

Chorus:

The ups are downs

And the lows are highs,

Unearthed, rot is risen;

Go ahead and feast your eyes.

[Instrumental]

Chorus (repeated):

The ups are downs

And the lows are highs,

Unearthed, rot is risen;

Go ahead and feast your eyes.

Outro (Instrumental)

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, October 3, 2025.

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