In the Veil of Shadows

[Verse 0] They say the veil’s grown thin tonight, A shiver crawls beneath the light, The dead awake, their hunger bare, They’ve found a world unprepared. [Verse 1] Tonight, they rise from the grave, Not to reap, but to enslave, The city’s lights flicker and die, As ancient spirits scrape the sky. (They’ve come to feed...) On our fear, on our pride, No walls can hide us from the other side. [Pre-Chorus] Bones rattle through the city streets, Our time is short, the dead don’t sleep. A distant cry, a muffled scream, What’s real now slips into a dream... [Chorus] In the veil of shadows, they tread, Half alive and half undead. Tonight, they walk among the crowd, In this decadent world, they scream aloud. We’ve opened doors we can’t unclose, We’ve awoken what no one knows... [Verse 2] Winds howl through the broken streets, Their faces shifting like the heat, They take new forms, and wear our skins, Welcome us to when our end begins. (Flesh and dust...) In their hands, we fall like rust, The living forget what they must trust. [Pre-Chorus] The clock is ticking, can’t you see? We’re caught between eternity. The fog it swallows all we know, Their world beneath begins to show... [Chorus] In the veil of shadows, they tread, Half alive and half undead. Tonight, they walk among the crowd, In this thin world, they scream aloud. We’ve opened doors we can’t unclose, We’ve woken what no one knows... [Bridge] [[Spoken, echoing]] *The veil is breaking...*[-echo] *The spirits are waking...*[-echo] *No turning back from what’s been shown...*[-echo] *We’ll reap the seeds that we’ve sown...*[-echo] [Solo] [[Hammond organ solo - Begins with low, menacing notes, then builds into a frantic, dissonant run, echoing the chaos between the living and the dead. The organ growls, twists, and screeches like a wailing spirit, then fades into a reverberating crash of sound as the veil tears completely.]] [Final Chorus] In the veil of shadows, they tread, Half alive and half undead. Tonight, they walk among the crowd, In this thin world, they scream aloud. We’ve opened doors we can’t unclose, We’ve woken what no one knows... The dead will claim us as their own... [Outro] [Whispered] *They’ve come to feed...*[-echo] *They’ve come to feed...*[-echo] *They’ve come to feed...*[-echo] [[Soft, haunting organ notes fade into silence, leaving only faint whispers and distant wind.]] [End of song] (c) TongueTwister