Letters In The Dark

[Verse 1]
Candle wax on the kitchen tile
Board in a box from the attic dust
You laugh, say “It’s just a game”
But my hands feel heavier than trust
Planchette rests on the word “hello”
Shadows stretch longer than they should
Clock stuck at 3:03
Whole house breathing like the woods
[Chorus]
Letters in the dark
Sliding under skin
Who’s really moving you?
Who’s pulling who in?
Spelling out my name
Over and over again
Oh Ouija, Ouija
You know where I’ve been
[Verse 2]
You ask, “Is anyone here with us?”
Glass trembles, drifts to “yes”
Air turns iron, thick in my lungs
Your joke dies halfway through your chest
It traces C-H-A-R-R-O-N
I never said my family’s dead
Then W-I-T-C-H, slow as sin
Like it’s reading my blood instead
[Chorus]
Letters in the dark
Sliding under skin
Who’s really moving you?
Who’s pulling who in?
Spelling out my name
Over and over again
Oh Ouija, Ouija
You know where I’ve been
[Bridge]
[Low chant builds under vocal]
Circle of salt on the warped wood floor (hey)
Grandma’s book open at the binding tear
Latin lines I was told to ignore
Now they’re crawling up the stairs
Flame bends sideways, points to me
Planchette jerks, races to “stay”
I see her face in the window glass
She wears my eyes from another day (another day)
[Chorus]
Letters in the dark
Sliding under skin
Who’s really moving you?
Who’s pulling who in?
Spelling out my fate
Over and over again
Oh Ouija, Ouija
You know where I end
[Outro]
[Everything drops, close whispered vocal]
You say “goodbye”
It writes “too late”
Board on the table
I am the gate

Eerie alt-pop with cinematic witchy overtones; female vocals over pulsing low synths, distant choirs, and detuned bells. Verses stay hushed and intimate with whispered doubles; chorus swells with heavy sub-bass, stomping percussion, and stacked harmonies. Bridge brings a ritual feel with toms, claps, and reversed vocal textures, then drops back to a single fragile vocal for the final hook.