[Intro] [instrumental build with ominous guitar riff] [Verse 1] I have heard the mournful winds of fate, Sweeping through the hills at night. They carry tales of ruins old, Where shadows drown the dying light. Whispers haunt the crumbled walls, Borne from times of ancient dread. Secrets buried deep in stone, Of realms where mortal men dare not tread. [Chorus] Lost to time, the outpost stands, A fortress built by cursed hands. Eldritch winds howl through the night, Calling forth things beyond our sight. [Verse 2] The silent tombs, they weep and groan, Under stars both dead and cold. Once they walked where no man dared, Their knowledge vast, their spirits old. Dread echoes stir beneath the ground, In vaults where shadows coil and creep. What gods they served, none dare to say, Their truth lies buried dark and deep. [Chorus] Lost to time, the outpost stands, A fortress built by cursed hands. Eldritch winds howl through the night, Calling forth things beyond our sight. [instrumental, guitar solo] [Bridge] What once was known is now obscured, By time and dust, by fear endured. Yet still they wait, beyond the veil, Where light and sanity both pale. [Chorus] Lost to time, the outpost stands, A fortress built by cursed hands. Eldritch winds howl through the night, Calling forth things beyond our sight. [Outro] [instrumental fade out with haunting melody] The outpost stands, forgotten, cursed… Where men are lost, and worse things thirst. [End]