[Intro – atmospheric real acustic guitar, distant wind sounds, slow build with ambient distortion] [🎙️Spoken Intro] "This is a story... our teacher once told us in 4th. grade. A story about a classmate of ours he told it like a tale… A memory. A warning." [Verse 1 – whisper-growled, steady tempo] Last day of school, sun burning high, A game, a dare, a careless tie. They hoisted Jack with childish glee, A flag of laughs for all to see. [Pre-Chorus – haunting clean vocals layered over] No one stayed to take him down, The bell had rung, they fled the town. [Child choir repeating teasingly,: ] We ran, we left, we laughed [Chorus – sudden genre-shift to full Black Metal] ⚠️ And then…He was forgotten ⚠️ The laughter died. The school yard was empty 🔥 He swayed in wind, a banner bright, Two months alone, no day, no night. Forgotten in a summer’s haze— An echo trapped in schoolyard days. [Verse 2 – intense black metal growls, blast beat undercurrent] Jack was found with silent eyes, Still alive beneath open skies. No words to tell, no blame to cast, Just ghostly tales of summers past. [Bridge – distorted melodic solo, chaotic and eerie] [~ A child’s melody tries to rise… buried under tremolo fury ~] [Final Chorus – slowed doom tempo, desperate vocals] We meant no harm, we didn’t know, How cruel a joke, how deep it’d grow. Now every time that school bell rings— We see a flag. We feel the sting. [Children singing teasingly, quiet and slow:] He’s still there, swinging low [Outro – fading ambient hum, soft guitar dissonance, wind]
