Book 2 [7] Play On, Priestess

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⚜️Suno & Dragons: Quest for Salvation Book 2 ° Hunt down the gods

⚜️The story continues: All parts are here:
https://suno.com/playlist/f59aa7f2-e96f-4f6a-aee2-2c86502332d9

⚜️ Play on, Priestess:
From Carrion's perspective, she relishes Valeska's downfall in the snow, maliciously celebrating that her warnings were spot-on. When the frost warden tries to destroy her "toy," Carrion casually and angrily annihilates it, as no one ruins her show. She bends down, grips Valeska's dying heart, and through this touch gets a brief, lightning-fast connection to the dark secret within Valeska's chest. Fascinated and deliciously amused, she realizes Valeska's hidden burden will provide immense entertainment, forcing her back to life with malicious energy.

-------------Lyrics--------------

[Intro: Squealing, dissonant violin scrapes combined with slow, heavy, echoing hand-drums and a creeping, theatrical black-metal bassline]
[Spoken-word with a sarcastic, whimsical, high-pitched sing-song delivery]
Oh, look at the martyr, flat in the drift,
Refusing to unwrap her own little gift!
I told you, I warned you, I sang it so clear—
And yet you ran headfirst into your fear!
Hahaha... delicious!

[Verse 1: Fast, syncopated black-metal rhythm kicks in with frantic, mocking clean vocals]
A broken obedience in freezing white dust,
Your brilliant crusading reduced into rust!
I whispered the truth, but you choked on your pride,
And now you've got nowhere to crawl and to hide!
The warden steps forward to finish the game,
To stamp out your shadow and bury your name—

[Voice: aggressive, commanding tone, spoken]
"Wait! Hold on a second! You stupid pile of ice!
You dare break my toy and ruin my device?"

[Verse 2: Sudden explosive blast beats, aggressive wall of black-metal guitars and screeching unearthly female vocals]
Nobody ruins my favorite show!
Nobody stops where I wanted to go!
A flick of my wrist, a shard from the core—
The giant is dust on the desolate floor!
[Music drops instantly into a creepy, silent, pulsing sub-bass heartbeat]
A magnificent mess, a theatrical fall,
Leaving my favorite toy in the cold white squall.

[Chorus: Bouncy, macabre avant-garde dark folk melody, eerie cellos, and theatrical multi-layered vocals]
PLAY ON, PRIESTESS, WEAR THE SCAR!
YOU DO NOT DIE UNTIL YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR!
I WANT TO SEE YOU MAKE A GOD FALL DOWN,
AND TEAR OFF EVERY RADIANT CROWN!
PLAY ON! PLAY ON!

[Bridge: Minimalist, chilling instrumentation; a single low cello drone and a slow, rhythmic ticking sound] [Whispering, intimate, unhinged vocal delivery]
I kneel in the snow where your life starts to leak,
Pushing my fingers right where the ribs creek.
I cup your small heart as it stumbles and strains...
[A sudden, sharp electric guitar feedback screech]
And there it connects through your freezing veins!
A glimpse of the dark that you locked away deep—
A twitch in the meat while the gods fall asleep!

[Chorus: Explosive return of the bouncy, macabre avant-garde dark folk melody with full energy]
PLAY ON, PRIESTESS, WEAR THE SCAR!
YOU DO NOT DIE UNTIL YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR!
I WANT TO SEE YOU MAKE A GOD FALL DOWN,
AND TEAR OFF EVERY RADIANT CROWN!
PLAY ON! PLAY ON!

[Outro: The music builds up into a manic, chaotic black-metal eruption mixed with triumphant, twisted circus strings] [Carrion laughing hysterically, dropping to a low, fascinated, sinister whisper]
Well, well... I thought you were just empty and blind.
Instead, you've got wonders of horror inside.
A little deep secret that makes the dark grin—
Oh, this hidden burden will bring a most glorious sin!
[Wicked, highly amused whisper]
...play on, my little monster.
...play on.

[Fade out]

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⚜️Suno & Dragons: Quest for Salvation Book 2 ° Hunt down the gods ⚜️The story continues: All parts are here: https://suno.com/playlist/f59aa7f2-e96f-4f6a-aee2-2c86502332d9 ⚜️ Play on, Priestess: From Carrion's perspective, she relishes Valeska's downfall in the snow, maliciously celebrating that her warnings were spot-on. When the frost warden tries to destroy her "toy," Carrion casually and angrily annihilates it, as no one ruins her show. She bends down, grips Valeska's dying heart, and through this touch gets a brief, lightning-fast connection to the dark secret within Valeska's chest. Fascinated and deliciously amused, she realizes Valeska's hidden burden will provide immense entertainment, forcing her back to life with malicious energy. -------------Lyrics-------------- [Intro: Squealing, dissonant violin scrapes combined with slow, heavy, echoing hand-drums and a creeping, theatrical black-metal bassline] [Spoken-word with a sarcastic, whimsical, high-pitched sing-song delivery] Oh, look at the martyr, flat in the drift, Refusing to unwrap her own little gift! I told you, I warned you, I sang it so clear— And yet you ran headfirst into your fear! Hahaha... delicious! [Verse 1: Fast, syncopated black-metal rhythm kicks in with frantic, mocking clean vocals] A broken obedience in freezing white dust, Your brilliant crusading reduced into rust! I whispered the truth, but you choked on your pride, And now you've got nowhere to crawl and to hide! The warden steps forward to finish the game, To stamp out your shadow and bury your name— [Voice: aggressive, commanding tone, spoken] "Wait! Hold on a second! You stupid pile of ice! You dare break my toy and ruin my device?" [Verse 2: Sudden explosive blast beats, aggressive wall of black-metal guitars and screeching unearthly female vocals] Nobody ruins my favorite show! Nobody stops where I wanted to go! A flick of my wrist, a shard from the core— The giant is dust on the desolate floor! [Music drops instantly into a creepy, silent, pulsing sub-bass heartbeat] A magnificent mess, a theatrical fall, Leaving my favorite toy in the cold white squall. [Chorus: Bouncy, macabre avant-garde dark folk melody, eerie cellos, and theatrical multi-layered vocals] PLAY ON, PRIESTESS, WEAR THE SCAR! YOU DO NOT DIE UNTIL YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR! I WANT TO SEE YOU MAKE A GOD FALL DOWN, AND TEAR OFF EVERY RADIANT CROWN! PLAY ON! PLAY ON! [Bridge: Minimalist, chilling instrumentation; a single low cello drone and a slow, rhythmic ticking sound] [Whispering, intimate, unhinged vocal delivery] I kneel in the snow where your life starts to leak, Pushing my fingers right where the ribs creek. I cup your small heart as it stumbles and strains... [A sudden, sharp electric guitar feedback screech] And there it connects through your freezing veins! A glimpse of the dark that you locked away deep— A twitch in the meat while the gods fall asleep! [Chorus: Explosive return of the bouncy, macabre avant-garde dark folk melody with full energy] PLAY ON, PRIESTESS, WEAR THE SCAR! YOU DO NOT DIE UNTIL YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR! I WANT TO SEE YOU MAKE A GOD FALL DOWN, AND TEAR OFF EVERY RADIANT CROWN! PLAY ON! PLAY ON! [Outro: The music builds up into a manic, chaotic black-metal eruption mixed with triumphant, twisted circus strings] [Carrion laughing hysterically, dropping to a low, fascinated, sinister whisper] Well, well... I thought you were just empty and blind. Instead, you've got wonders of horror inside. A little deep secret that makes the dark grin— Oh, this hidden burden will bring a most glorious sin! [Wicked, highly amused whisper] ...play on, my little monster. ...play on. [Fade out]

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