

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [A sharp, detuned medieval synth-harp riff begins, joined by a heavy, hollow wood-block pulse] [Theromin solo] [Haunting eerie female vocals] [Verse 1] Silver hooves on the frozen ground I’m the only one who makes a sound The hunters wait with golden rope To catch the ghost of every hope I see the horn, a splintered moon The forest hums a dying tune [Chorus] Run, white fire, through the black Don’t you look, don’t you look back Pure as salt and cold as bone The last of us is left alone [Stomping drums enter: BOOM-clap, BOOM-BOOM-clap] [Verse 2] I laid my head upon the moss To count the gain and feel the loss He came to me with velvet eyes A thousand stars in a silk disguise But the iron trap is hidden deep In the secret world where the shadows sleep [Chorus] Run, white fire, through the black Don’t you look, don’t you look back Pure as salt and cold as bone The last of us is left alone [Bridge] [Drums drop to a frantic marching snare] The blood is gold upon the grass! The winter mirror starts to glass! He’s gone... he’s gone... [A sudden, haunting wall of layered female harmonies] [Theromin solo] [Outro] Only a myth (In the dark) Only a breath (In the park) The Ivory Hunt... [Fades with the sound of a single, echoing medieval synth-harp note]
Tags
Stomping floor tom percussion, medieval synth-harp, dark cinematic atmosphere, haunting vocal harmonies, 80s goth-folk
3:23
No
2/15/2026