⚜️Suno & Dragons: Quest for Salvation Book 2 ° Hunt down the gods ⚜️The story continues: All parts are here: https://suno.com/playlist/f59aa7f2-e96f-4f6a-aee2-2c86502332d9 ⚜️ Golden Cage: Trapped in the clutches of the faceless entity and her own psychological trauma, Finn drifts into a rotting-beautiful nightmare illusion. She believes she is safe back with Valeska and Gideon in a warm cabin. Yet the longer she lingers, the more aggressively the cruel reality breaks through: the warmth tastes of ash, her companions' faces distort, and the illusion reveals itself as a golden cage where she traps herself in panicked denial to escape the pain. -------------Lyrics-------------- [Intro] [A gorgeous, warm, melancholic acoustic guitar melody accompanied by a slow, creeping, heavy low sub-bass drone in the background] [Underneath the sweet notes, subtle, cracking tape errors, heavy static interference, and a chilling, stuttering music box peak loudly] [Verse 1: The Forest Path] [Soft, clear, innocent, and fragile female vocals, wrapped in a deceptive, suffocating warmth] The forest green is breathing, the canopy is wide, Walking down the familiar path where quiet shadows hide. Weeks away from ashes, far from the burning stone, No longer running blindly, no longer left alone. The cabin stands in sunlight, carved in the wooden pine, Where the warmth of simple living mends every scar of mine. Gideon sits by the threshold, his quiet burden gone, And Valeska smiles beside him, welcoming the dawn. [Pre-Chorus] [Spoken-word | creepy, intimate whispered directive right before the chorus, right against the microphone] "And Valeska sings for me..." [Chorus: The acoustic guitar abruptly distorts into a cold, unsettling metallic hum. The vocals shift instantly into a creepy, distorted, unearthly demonic choir and uncanny whisper] Sleep now, my darling, the night-wind will blow, While all the sweet rivers are singing so slow. The stars up above us are shining so bright, To watch over you through the dark of the night. No goblins will find you, no monsters will peep, You are safe in my arms, so sleep... softly sleep. [Verse 2: The music instantly snaps back to a warm, gentle fingerpicking guitar, though the background static and cold sub-bass drones linger much heavier and colder] She chose to stay beside us, turning from her rigid creed, Holding her recovered relic, answering a deeper need. We hunt beneath the branches, we share the evening meat, Sitting by the crackling fire where all our memories meet. She tells her ancient stories, her voice so calm and deep, Guarding every breath I take while the shadows fall asleep. It’s like a proper family, a shelter in the cold, The safest home a broken soul could ever hope to hold. [Pre-Chorus: Spoken-word | creepy whispered directive, harsher and more urgent] "And Valeska sings for me..." [Chorus: Music distorts violently again into the cold, creepy, distorted unearthly demonic choir and uncanny whisper, accompanied by low industrial thuds] Sleep now, my darling, the night-wind will blow, While all the sweet rivers are singing so slow. The cage is so golden, the bars are so wide, No monsters can reach you with us by your side. Just close your tired eyes and forget what you knew— [Bridge: The warm acoustic melody stammers like a breaking tape, crackling static errors and piercing industrial high-pitched squeals peak aggressively] [vocals drop to a frantic, trembling, paranoid whisper, thick with rising terror] Yet... why is there a whisper where no-one speaks a word? Echoes of a melody that no-one else has heard. My eyes are burning blind and dry, a stinging, blinding heat, And my flesh feels charred and broken where the phantom pulses beat! I look at Valeska’s hands, I look at Gideon’s smile— Are they just rotting phantoms standing on a trial? [Music stutters violently like a crashing digital system, the warm instruments tear apart into a cold, metallic, screeching drone] No... no, it’s just my mind, the cold playing its game, I refuse to doubt the warmth, I refuse to break the frame! [Outro: The warm acoustic melody returns for one single, heartbreaking, brittle second, before being brutally swallowed by a wall of loud siren static, roaring fire crackles, and heavy dark metal drones] [vocals become breathless, unhinged, clinging desperately to the lie as the distorted voice echoes with terrifying finality] It’s too real to be a phantom, it’s too bright to be a lie, I’ll close my eyes forever underneath this painted sky. Let the real world bleed and shatter, let the harsh winds blow— I’m never leaving this cabin... I’m never letting go. [Spoken-word / creepy whispered directive, harsher and more urgent] "And the sirens sings for me..." [Soft, trembling, horrifyingly calm whisper, juxtaposed with the final distorted, creepy demonic vocal echo] The cage is so golden, the bars are so wide, No monsters can reach you with us by your side. Just close your tired eyes and forget what you knew— You are safe in our arms... so sleep... softly sleep. [A final, distorted music-box chord that screeches and dissolves completely into a cold, humming, hypnotic siren drone mixed with deep, echoing heartbeats] [Fade out]
