[Single bird [Intro] (Soft, deep sub-bass humming like the dark earth. A gentle, mournful guitar melody echoes in the silence. Suddenly, the ultimate double bass drums roll in—fast and precise, but smooth and hypnotic, carrying a heavy gothic groove.) The water rises in the dark... A single bird cuts through the fog. [Verse 1 - Deep Male Gothic Clean Vocals] Beneath the pines on the northern edge, Dark water climbs the roots and hedge. It slips past stone, it crosses the reed, Moving slow like it has a need. The earth stays cold, the branches lean, And one bird circles where the fields went clean. [Pre-Chorus - Soft Whispers & Heavy Bass] (The double bass slows to a heartbeat, the deep sub-bass taking over the space) No wind to shake the midnight air... Just one thin call hanging there. [Chorus - Melodic Gothic Metal Drop] (The double bass drums unleash a powerful, rolling thunder. Melancholic heavy guitars and soft atmospheric synths rise together.) Hear that bird above the blackened tide! A lone sharp note where the still reeds hide! The rising water takes the low ground first, And the small cry marks what it will submerge! Oh, dark swamp under a hunted moon, With that bird circling the flooded room! [Guitar & Drum Interlude] (A beautifully sorrowful Nordic metal guitar solo. The double kicks provide a relentless but velvety smooth foundation, perfectly locked with a deep, pulsing bassline.) [Verse 2 - Deep Male Vocals with Soft Growls] Now the stream is gone, just a skin of glass, Cold black water over last year's grass. But that bird keeps calling through the veil, Cutting clean through the same old tale. What was buried starts to surface slow, Riding the swell where the cattails bow. [Chorus - Melodic Gothic Metal Drop] Hear that bird above the blackened tide! A lone sharp note where the still reeds hide! The rising water takes the low ground first, And the small cry marks what it will submerge! Oh, dark swamp under a hunted moon, With that bird circling the flooded room! [Outro] (The heavy guitars fade away. The double bass drums slowly march to a halt. Only the soft, deep sub-bass remains, pulsing gently like ripples on the water under the moonlight.) The bird drifts off. The water rests.chirp]
