Bones to pick

[Old hag vocalist:
[Verse 1]
You promised me your lifelong love
while holding me in your embrace 
and planning with my closest friend
to leave me stranded with the dead.
[Chorus]
Now listen for the crepitus 
of grinding bones approaching you
encrusted deep with barnacles 
just waiting to avenge my trust.
[Verse 2]
Do you recognize my long locks, dear?
How beautiful they were for you!
But now they’re falling out in clumps
and leaving seaweed on my skull.
[Chorus]
Now listen for the crepitus 
of grinding bones approaching you
encrusted deep with barnacles 
just waiting to avenge my trust.
[Verse 3]
Do you recall my lovely eyes?
How taken you became with them!
But now they’re gone and nothing’s left
save sockets where they once allured.
[Chorus]
Now listen for the crepitus 
of grinding bones approaching you
encrusted deep with barnacles 
just waiting to avenge my trust.
[Bridge]
I found my true love on this beach
as he emerged from deep below
the waves that hid his bones until
you left me here to stay with him.
[Timpani crescendo bending pitch on augmented fourth]
[Verse 4]
My figure, once a dream for you
is gone and all that’s left is sticks
that ligaments still hold in place
to seek revenge when you forget.
[Chorus]
Now listen for the crepitus 
of grinding bones approaching you
encrusted deep with barnacles 
just waiting to avenge my trust.
[Outro]
The hands you loved to hold are gone
and all that’s left is crusty claws 
that want to wrap around your neck
and squeeze until your screaming stops.
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“Ghostly horror, creaky old hag vocals, haunted orchestra, underwater revenge, 1930s film score, creepy FX, female”