[Technical specifications for the track: Style: Dark Folk / Gothic Folk, cinematic, mystical, cold atmosphere Vocal: Female folk vocal, ethereal, clear, slightly breathy Tempo: 95 BPM Key: Low minor key (D minor or C minor), low-register chords Chord Scheme: Simple, repetitive, hypnotic low chords Instruments: Acoustic guitar (fingerpicking), bowed strings (cello/viola), dark ambient synth pads, subtle percussion (frame drum, soft shakers), occasional wind instruments, ethereal vocal pads Dynamics: Start soft, build slightly in verses, leave space for ambient breaks Effects: Reverb and delay on vocals and strings, soft ambient noise layers Structure: Intro + verses + instrumental breaks + outro Special notes: Use sustained female vocalizations (e.g., "aaah") in instrumental breaks to maintain mystical, haunting mood] [Instrumental dark intro] [ 1 Verse]: The Snow Queen’s castle hasn’t melted for several thousand years. What does she need all these Kais for, why the sacrifice of hundreds of Gerdas’ tears? The Snow Queen is beautiful, wise, cold, pure & rich, She sips Amaretto, admiring icebergs from her ice-bridge. No one has yet been brave enough to melt the iceberg under left breast, Of the unapproachable Snow Queen — yes! [Instrumental break with ethereal female vocal: sustained "aaah"] [ 2 Verse]: The brave ones are gone, daredevils are lacking today. And Her Icy Majesty sits, combing her hair in a parting way. She looks through the window, in Scrabble she writes: “Eternity is…” But the icy letters were not enough, and new ones — too lazy to seize. She has enough ice, but no living warm words to get. But it doesn’t matter, her snowy sonata needs no libretto yet. [Instrumental break with ethereal female vocal: sustained "aaah"] [ 3 Verse]: Sometimes — about once in fifty years — watching an old film roll, She takes out three huge canvases, spreads oilcloth for her control. She puts on it the things she needs: a black candle, A broken time machine, some hashish, a pair of vials from her bundle, Incense for burning — their stench is insane, But she says: “It is harmony!” — and lights them again. Valerian, matches, Ouija, a Sex Pistols cassette, Ammonium bisulfate — her ritual set. [Instrumental break with ethereal female vocal: sustained "aaah"] [Outro]: She’s allergic to heroin, cocaine makes her nose bleed, whiskey puts her to sleep. A second reality opens and swallows its unlucky victims deep. The door creaks faintly — another Kai. Slightly dazed, pupils blown from hashish high, another catch — okay! The Queen sets aside her cup, gives Kai ice figurines & some Bever: “Play here a little, boy. Build the word — ‘Forever’.” [Instrumental break with ethereal female vocal: sustained "aaah", gradual fade out]
