Mount Weber's Lament ext v1.2.1.2.1.1.1

Mount Weber's Lament ext v1.2.1.2.1.1.1

2024-04-19

Erstellt von Kwezide mit Udio AI

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Mount Weber's Lament ext v1.2.1.2.1.1.1

2024-04-19

Lyrics

In the hollowed hills, where the ghosts will roam Ho lo way, souls that find no home The earth is soft, the air so chill, under the moon’s pale light Mournful cries fill the night, as stars are veiled from sight [Verse 1] Wind whispers secrets through the pines on Mount Weber's crest Bo lulu, shadows come to rest Footsteps falter, hearts grow numb, beneath a watchful eye The mountain takes its memories, to the grave from the sky [Chorus] Mount Weber, the Collector of Souls, a whisper on the breeze A siren song that calls the lost soul's, to their death. Broken glass and broken rope, filled their mind The mountain claims what it desires, nowhere left to hide [Verse 2] A serpent slithers, scales like stone, its eyes a glacial gleam It guards the secrets of the peak, a whispered, haunting dream The climber struggles, breath grows thin, the summit seems so near but yet so far As shadows lengthen with the dusk, and whispers fill their ear [Chorus] Mount Weber, the Collector of Souls, a whisper on the breeze A siren song that calls the lost soul's, to their death. Broken glass and broken rope, filled their mind The mountain claims what it desires, nowhere left to hide [Bridge] The whispers weave a chilling tale, of lives that met their end A frozen grip, a final breath, a soul the mountain bends Will they succumb to icy sleep, or fight the fading light? Can they escape the mountain's grasp, and cheat the endless night? [Chorus] Mount Weber, the Collector of Souls, a whisper on the breeze A siren song that calls the lost soul's, to their death. Broken glass and broken rope, filled their mind The mountain claims what it desires, nowhere left to hide [Outro] The summit fades in swirling mist, the whispers slowly cease Only the mountain stands alone, a haunting, cold release Will they join the restless souls, or see the morning sun? Mount Weber holds its secrets close, the climb has just begun