Broodmother: The End

gothic horror, dark ambient, dark, cinematic horror, disturbing, vampire

(Verse 1)  
His form unfolded, bat-wings, horns,
A demon-shape, nightmare reborn,
He asks if I approve the plan,  
This monster wearing once a man.

I asked him of the village, rash,
While shadows pooled around his wrath,
His roar, a blade dragged raw and wide,
"A legion fighting for your side."

(Chorus)
I trace them all in silver brine,
Almost ripe upon the vine,
He says they'll bring the village down,
"Cold breeds monsters, twists the crown."

"Now tell me… does this light your night?
To crack their spines and twist it right,
My queen! why not make a start?
And teach them what true monsters are!”

(Verse 2)
"But…" I stammer, "if they break out?"
His eyes flash, dark and devout: 
"Then they’ll slaughter, savage, free,
Such beasts weren’t born to bend the knee!"

"They’ll mate, they’ll break, they’ll leave no trace,
For mortal flesh can’t bear this grace,
They'll claim, they'll feast, they'll take their due,
The weak are prey—they'll crush them too!"

(Chorus)
I trace them all in silver brine,
Almost ripe upon the vine,
He says they'll bring the village down,
"Cold breeds monsters, twists the crown."

"Now tell me… does This light your night?
To crack their spines and twist it right,
My queen! why not make a start?
And teach them what true monsters are!

(Verse 3)
My king’s voice splits the chill:
“The cold brings chaos, let it spill,
We breed not grace, but sharpened blades!”
He leans in close, entombed in rage.

He hisses bloodied, grim, profound:
"Is it time? To burn them down?
I taste the darkness, slow, sublime…
And nod, “Yes... yes It’s time!”

(End Chorus)
I trace them all in silver brine,
Bursting free, right on time,
He says lets bring the village down,
"Show them monsters, twist the crown!"

"We'll teach them, don't mess with the night!
We'll crack their spines and rend tonight!
My king! It's time we teach them rage,
And show them what we are again!

(Outro)
He’s bat, he’s dragon, he's despair,
A nightmare tearing through the air,
For every scream beneath the moon..."
We'll shred their world, It's ending soon!

He owns the night, a beast unleashed,
Says: "You don't kill a queens own beasts!
Because I've taught them how to war,
So show them now, what they've longed for!"

[End]

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(Verse 1) His form unfolded, bat-wings, horns, A demon-shape, nightmare reborn, He asks if I approve the plan, This monster wearing once a man. I asked him of the village, rash, While shadows pooled around his wrath, His roar, a blade dragged raw and wide, "A legion fighting for your side." (Chorus) I trace them all in silver brine, Almost ripe upon the vine, He says they'll bring the village down, "Cold breeds monsters, twists the crown." "Now tell me… does this light your night? To crack their spines and twist it right, My queen! why not make a start? And teach them what true monsters are!” (Verse 2) "But…" I stammer, "if they break out?" His eyes flash, dark and devout: "Then they’ll slaughter, savage, free, Such beasts weren’t born to bend the knee!" "They’ll mate, they’ll break, they’ll leave no trace, For mortal flesh can’t bear this grace, They'll claim, they'll feast, they'll take their due, The weak are prey—they'll crush them too!" (Chorus) I trace them all in silver brine, Almost ripe upon the vine, He says they'll bring the village down, "Cold breeds monsters, twists the crown." "Now tell me… does This light your night? To crack their spines and twist it right, My queen! why not make a start? And teach them what true monsters are! (Verse 3) My king’s voice splits the chill: “The cold brings chaos, let it spill, We breed not grace, but sharpened blades!” He leans in close, entombed in rage. He hisses bloodied, grim, profound: "Is it time? To burn them down? I taste the darkness, slow, sublime… And nod, “Yes... yes It’s time!” (End Chorus) I trace them all in silver brine, Bursting free, right on time, He says lets bring the village down, "Show them monsters, twist the crown!" "We'll teach them, don't mess with the night! We'll crack their spines and rend tonight! My king! It's time we teach them rage, And show them what we are again! (Outro) He’s bat, he’s dragon, he's despair, A nightmare tearing through the air, For every scream beneath the moon..." We'll shred their world, It's ending soon! He owns the night, a beast unleashed, Says: "You don't kill a queens own beasts! Because I've taught them how to war, So show them now, what they've longed for!" [End]

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