[Intro - Gentle acoustic guitar, soft forest ambience, distant bird calls]
[Ethereal, soft voice]
The trees remember every step...
Listen... the forest speaks.
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[Verse 1 - Delicate, fingerpicked guitar]
I walk among the ancient pines where sunlight filters gold
The moss is soft beneath my feet, the stories are untold
But I can hear them—every leaf, every rustling vine
The forest whispers secrets that the hunters can't define
The Rathian that nested here, the eggs that never hatched
The hunter who gave up his life so others could be matched
I close my eyes and feel their souls, the monster and the prey
The forest tells me everything—I never walk away
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[Pre-Chorus - Soft strings enter]
Can you hear it? Can you feel it?
The forest breathing, the forest healing
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[Chorus - Ethereal, layered vocals, dreamy]
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST CALL MY NAME
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST KNOW MY PAIN
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST HOLD MY SOUL
THE TREES REMEMBER—I AM HOME
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[Verse 2 - More instrumentation, still gentle]
I saw a hunter chase a beast through glades I've known for years
He didn't see the ancient roots, he didn't feel the fears
Of the creature that he hunted—it was scared and tired too
I reached out with my Wyverian gift, I helped it see him through
They fought, they bled, they stumbled on, but something changed that day
The hunter looked into its eyes and chose to walk away
The forest hummed with approval, the leaves began to sing
A moment of compassion—a truly sacred thing
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[Pre-Chorus 2]
Can you hear it? Can you feel it?
The forest singing, the forest bringing
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[Chorus]
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST CALL MY NAME
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST KNOW MY PAIN
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST HOLD MY SOUL
THE TREES REMEMBER—I AM HOME
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[Bridge - Spoken word over ambient textures]
[Whispered]
They ask how I always know where monsters will appear.
I tell them I listen.
The rustle of leaves... the crack of a branch... the silence when birds stop singing.
You just have to be quiet enough to hear.
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[Verse 3 - Emotional, powerful]
I've seen the hunters come and go with weapons bright and new
They think they understand the land—they have no fucking clue
The forest isn't something that you conquer or you tame
It's something that you're part of—it's something with a name
I'll walk these woods until I die and maybe even then
My spirit will become a leaf and grow back once again
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[Guitar Solo - Dream pop, ethereal, reverb-drenched]
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[Final Chorus - Massive, cathartic]
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST CALL MY NAME
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST KNOW MY PAIN
WHISPERS OF THE FOREST HOLD MY SOUL
THE TREES REMEMBER—
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[Outro - Fading to forest sounds]
[Whispered, fading]
...I am home.
The wind moves through the leaves...
...and the forest whispers on.
...always.
AsheTheHyena
