[Intro – distant childlike humming, slowly warping] She sang in the dark… but no one came. And when they stopped listening, so did she. [Verse 1] Cries in the hallway, a soft little sound, A lullaby lost where no one is found. She calls from the corners, she calls from the floor, But when you reply… she’s not there anymore. [Verse 2] She taps on the walls, she rattles the glass, She mimics the voice of those who pass. But when the lights fade, the air goes thin, *The silence walks—that’s when she’s in. [Chorus – delicate melody, shifting into tension] Myling… hush now, don’t you cry, They left you once, but not this time. You scream, you weep, you claw the night, And in the dark, you dim the light. [Verse 3 – eerie build, tension between innocence and menace] Her steps are soft, but grief is weight, She carries death like something late. A doll forgotten, a cradle still, Now cold revenge bends to her will. [Bridge – half-sung, half-whispered over minimal echo] She won’t shout when she comes to take… Her feet don’t fall, but still they break. The air will shiver, your breath will fail, She doesn’t need to leave a trail. [Final Chorus – soft and broken, like a lullaby left unfinished] Myling… gone but never far, She counts her steps beneath the stars. No scream, no cry, no warning true, She finds the silence left in you. [Outro – one slow music box note, then silence] Shhh… she’s already here. (Child Humming the melody of Swan Lake)
