[Intro] [Tolling bell, harbor wind, distant screeching seagull] [Low, dramatic spoken baritone] "Morning over the harbor... the bread was fresh... then the shadow fell from the sky." [Explosive kick drum drop, soaring nay flute hook, rapid hammering zither] [Verse 1] When the sun breaks the dawn on the cold harbor stone Where the bread of the mortal was guarded alone Comes a shadow ascending the edge of the bay With a blinding desire to plunder and slay! A piercing screech shatters the silence of dawn Where the hunger and cold have their battle lines drawn He dives to the asphalt, an outlaw untamed And he leaves you in ruin, defeated and shamed! [Pre-Chorus] [Pumping bass builds, rising snare roll, frantic zither] Once he fought with the tides where the fishing boats ride Now he strikes at the crumbs on the pier by your side! Just a mocking cold laugh echoing on the wind As the beast takes the feast that you carried within! [Chorus] [Massive 138 BPM club explosion, full choir wall, roaring synths] A white cursed shadow in the sky! Drifting cold where the dark waters lie! A white marauder in the dawn! No mercy shown till the mercy is gone! No man can shatter the wings made of steel! Across the harbor rings the laughter surreal! [Post-Chorus / Hook] [Furious nay flute solo riding over pounding eurodance beat] [Spoken dry baritone] "Total chaos... the bread is lost." [Verse 2] Now the chain has been severed, the hunger is raw Roaming crumbs on the concrete outside of the law For the life of a hunter is barren and bright While the asphalt is marked by his chalk-colored strike! [Bridge] [Beat drops out, dark pulsing synth, lonely zither plucking] [Intense whisper rising to a shout] When the waves crash the cliffs in a venomous roar... Then you know that the shadow is sweeping the shore! A demon descending, a reckless attack... [High-pitched arena scream] AND HE DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK! [Chorus] [Maximum festival power, thundering beat, soaring choir, zither overdrive] A white cursed shadow in the sky! Drifting cold where the dark waters lie! A white marauder in the dawn! No mercy shown till the mercy is gone! No man can shatter the wings made of steel! Across the harbor rings the laughter surreal! [Outro] [Beat slows to an abrupt stop, decaying nay flute echo] [Spoken solemn baritone] There went my bread... Only empty hands remain. [Final thunder crash] [End]
