The Black Trumpet’s Curse

[Short instrumental intro] [Verse] In the shadow's clutch where whispers bind An ancient relic left behind A blackened horn in ruins deep A soul’s exchange for death to reap [Verse 2] Echoes scream from tainted brass A melody that none surpass Fingers tremble keys like ash The cursed refrain your final crash [Chorus] Play if you dare let the silence weep One single note drags you to sleep The black trumpet calls can’t turn away Where shadows feast and spirits decay [Short instrumental] [Ghostly scream] [Bridge] The cursed allure a wicked art It snakes its tune through fragile hearts Dominion foul no will to fight A serenade to steal the light [Verse 3] Legends tell of a mourning sound A ghostly dirge beneath the ground No echo lingers no rescue near Just endless rot of tethered fear [Chorus] Play if you dare let the silence weep One single note drags you to sleep The black trumpet calls can’t turn away Where shadows feast and spirits decay