Gothic symphonic metal lyrics prompt: BPM 118-166, D minor, core instrumentation: detuned gothic metal rhythm guitar riffs, blast beat double bass drumming, 40-piece chamber choir, baroque pipe organ, full symphony string section, operatic mezzo-soprano female vocals, occasional deep guttural backing growls. The narrative centers on a 14th-century lighthouse keeper mourning her drowned sailor fiancé, who confronts a storm wraith that offers her a chance to trade her soul to reunite with him. Imagery includes salt-crusted stone staircases, bioluminescent wave crests, cracked bronze lighthouse lenses, and tattered wedding veils tangled in driftwood. Emotion blends defiant grandeur, aching grief, and haunting hope, with lyrical cadence matching the swelling choir and explosive guitar swells, reference style: Tarja-era Nightwish, early Within Temptation.
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[Intro] [Verse] Cold salt on the stone I stand here alone The bronze lens is cracked No turning back My veil in the wood Where his vessel stood [Pre-Chorus] The ocean floor glows As the black wind blows A shadow draws near To feast on my fear [Chorus] Take my breath, take my spark Drag me down to the dark Let the waves seal my fate At the deep ocean gate For his love, I will yield On this cold, watery field [Post-Chorus] Rise from the deep No soul to keep Into the storm No longer warm [Verse] The wraith rises high Beneath the black sky He holds out his hand Far past the dry land "Thy soul for his life" "Be eternity's wife" [Pre-Chorus] The ocean floor glows As the black wind blows A shadow draws near To feast on my fear [Chorus] Take my breath, take my spark Drag me down to the dark Let the waves seal my fate At the deep ocean gate For his love, I will yield On this cold, watery field [Bridge] The tower will fall I answer the call My lace turns to rust My vows turn to dust I step off the ledge To fulfill my pledge [Solo] [Chorus] Take my breath, take my spark Drag me down to the dark Let the waves seal my fate At the deep ocean gate For his love, I will yield On this cold, watery field [Post-Chorus] Rise from the deep No soul to keep Into the storm No longer warm [Outro]
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