[Intro – use original audio sample first] (low drone, thunder, metal scrape) [use original audio] [distorted, pitch-shifted vocals] Do not fear... Forgotten gods... [mechanical stutter effect] (soft female ethereal oohhh vocals) (haunting Celtic-style female calls) Oooohhh... Oooohhh-ahhh... (deep drums rising) (airy choir swells) [Verse 1] Through the dead land, through the ember rain, Lilith rode carrying ancient pain. No crown of gold, no holy name, Only the oath and the hunger for flame. She climbed the spire through ash and fire, Faced the throne of her desire. Stone halls shook beneath her tread, Whispers rose among the dead. [Chorus] Ahhh... Gather now... Wooo... Hear the vow... Open stone... Break the throne... [Verse 2] Wing-eyed king upon the height, Waiting in the iron light. Chains below and fire above, No room left for fear or love. She stood alone before his cage, Carrying years of buried rage. [Dialogue – use first clips original audio] [dry female voice] I come for what you owe me. Freedom. [deep male voice with heavy resonance] Freedom? A prison is only such when the door frightens you more than the cage. [female voice with hall reverb] I'm not in the mood for your riddles. (laugh echoes) [Drop] [Verse 3] She turned away with burning eyes, Left his throne beneath dark skies. Through the swamp of root and bone, She rode the drowned paths all alone. The Drowned Seer in waters black, Sang the names that called her back. Eyes like tides, voice like rain, She smiled and laid a binding chain. [Hook] Lilith rise, Lilith flame, None who face her stay the same. Lilith rise, Lilith storm, Wrath and beauty battle-born. [Verse 4] Hands of water, words of glass, The spell was cast as shadows passed. Lilith fled through reeds and trees, Laughter rode the poisoned breeze. From the swamp through moonlit well, The Seer began her secret spell. Lilith's memories, stolen bright, Spun like smoke into the night. The Forgotten God looked down below, And said, Then let the wanderer know... Come to my spire. [Final Build] In her hut of bone and stone, The Seer stood there all alone. Mirror dark with silver flame, Called the portal by his name. Glass turned black, then burned to gold, Opened wide and deep and cold. She stepped through with knowing smile, Toward the tower's waiting mile. [Final Chorus] Do not fear... Forgotten gods... Through the mirror... Through the fire... Lilith waits... Storm is near... [Outro – spoken word / to be continued] (low drums) (wind through trees) [gravelly male voice – Greyroot] You thought that was the end? No... We are only getting started. (soft distant laugh) (metallic scraping) (distorted synth pulse)
