[Intro] [A haunting whistle echoes over a low, ominous bassline. The fiddle plays a mournful melody, and the guitar strums with a dark, deliberate rhythm.] [Whistling] [🎵 A chilling, minor-key whistle sets the foreboding tone. 🎵] [Verse 1] Night falls heavy on the broken land, The wind’s a whisper through the shifting sand. A shadow rides where the stars grow pale, I’m a lonely ghost on a forgotten trail. [Chorus] Whistle through the dark, hear the raven’s bark, With the fiddle’s wail and the echo stark. The canyon’s deep, the secrets keep, As the moon casts shadows where the lost souls sleep. [Fiddle weaves a sorrowful counter-melody to the whistle.] [Verse 2] The gallows tree sways against the sky, Its creaking branches sing a lullaby. The river runs with the blood of the damned, And the earth remembers every grain of sand. [Chorus] Whistle through the dark, hear the raven’s bark, With the fiddle’s wail and the echo stark. The canyon’s deep, the secrets keep, As the moon casts shadows where the lost souls sleep. [Bridge] [Music slows, fiddle plays a chilling solo, guitar plucks a ghostly tune.] Oh, the past rides close, in the pale moonlight, Every step I take, I’m bound to fight. The trail grows cold, but the whispers stay, Of a reckoning bound to meet my way. [Bass growls back in, driving the tempo forward.] [Chorus] Whistle through the dark, hear the raven’s bark, With the fiddle’s wail and the echo stark. The canyon’s deep, the secrets keep, As the moon casts shadows where the lost souls sleep. [Outro] [The whistle returns, eerie and slow, fading into the night. The fiddle echoes the whistle’s melody, fading alongside the bassline’s slow heartbeat rhythm.] [Whistling fades] [🎵 A final ghostly whistle lingers as the music fades into silence. 🎵]