[VERSE I] The Each-Uisge waits beside the water, beautiful enough to climb. The Cù Sìth calls across the hills— three barks decide your time. The Nøkken sings beside the stream, already knowing where you end. The Sluagh become one shadow overhead. The Mara walks inside your head. [VERSE II] The Simea waits beside the trees, then hunger gives it another face. The Huldra smiles and welcomes you— don't look behind her hollow waist. The Blemmyes wears its face upon its chest. The Bonnacon turns the road around. The Wash-House Woman drags her laundry. The Cynocephali want you to know they're dangerous. [CHORUS] Something vast moves under water. Something watches from the shore. Something wears a familiar shape. Something is there that wasn't there before. [VERSE III] Silver-pink watches from above. Purple-violet waits below. Pendulmancer coils another rope. Nobody knows what either knows. A reflection holds another world. A blue light offers you a way. The Fochmaill wait beneath the crossings, gathering what falls away. [BRIDGE] Three statues. Three hills. Three sleeping Giants. Still as stone. The sea remembers serpents and ravens. Drowned chapels. Green towers. Bells that no longer ring. [FINAL] The Giant watches the water. The water watches back. A shape comes apart into drifting lights. Pale. Countless. Gone. Nobody saw it leave. Everybody knew. And something beneath the water was still wearing its shape.