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Vrykolakas's Curse

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[Slow Acoustic Intro] [Solo Bouzouki playing a melancholic, traditional minor-key melody] [Distant wind howling] [Spoken Verse 1 - Thick Greek Accent, hushed and storytelling] Listen to me, my friend. The sun is gone. The Aegean sea is black like pitch. Lock the wooden door. Do not look out the window. When the midnight comes... the earth spits them back. The skotadi (darkness) brings him. [Slow Rhythmic Verse 2 - Clean Vocals, Greek Accent] He wears the dirt of the island grave His eyes are white, his soul cannot be saved He walks the path of the mountain stone He comes to claim your flesh and bone. If you hear the knock... just once, you pray. Never answer on the first knock. Stay away! [Pre-Chorus - Tempo slightly increasing, adding distorted bass and drum snare] [Building Tension] The priest has warned you! The cross is weak! He is the curse of the ancient Greek! [Chorus - Explosion of Heavy Metal, Fast Sirtaki Rhythm] [Powerful Belted Metal Vocals mixed with layered melodic wailing] VRYKOLAKAS! Rising from the soil, tasting the aima (blood)! VRYKOLAKAS! He does not sleep in the holy mud! [High Metallic Shout] OPA! [Verse 3 - Tempo accelerating (Sirtaki style), bouncing heavy guitar riffs mimicking the Bouzouki] [Aggressive, rhythmic vocal delivery with Greek accent] Kalispera (Good evening), he whispers through the crack The devil is riding upon his back! His drum is your heartbeat, beating so fast This night in the village will be your last! [Pre-Chorus - Tempo increasing further, frantic double kick drums] [Frantic chanting] Do not open! Do not speak! He is the curse of the ancient Greek! [Chorus - Maximum Heavy Metal intensity, Fast Sirtaki Rhythm] [Powerful Belted Metal Vocals mixed with layered melodic wailing] VRYKOLAKAS! Rising from the soil, tasting the aima (blood)! VRYKOLAKAS! He does not sleep in the holy mud! [Powerful Operatic Scream] OPA! [Bridge - The Breakdown] [Sudden stop] [Slow, heavy, down-tuned guitar chugs playing a doom-metal Sirtaki] [Whispered thickly accented voice] Knock... Do you hear it? Knock... Do not answer. Pethamenos (Dead man). He is waiting. [Guitar Solo - Virtuosic Bouzouki and Electric Guitar duel, wildly accelerating to breakneck speed] [Climax/Final Chorus - Insanely fast tempo, blast beats and Bouzouki shredding] [Overlapping High Operatic Metal Screams and Powerful Belted Vocals] VRYKOLAKAS! He breaches the door! VRYKOLAKAS! Your soul is his forevermore! [High Belting Scream] OPA! OPA! OPA! [Outro - Abrupt cut of metal instruments] [Solo acoustic Bouzouki, playing a final, slow tragic chord] [Spoken Outro - Thick Greek Accent, trembling voice] May the saints forgive us... Kalinichta (Goodnight).