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Lyrics
In a land where the mist never clears,
And the wolves sing songs to sleeping ears,
A castle looms on a mountain high...
Where Strahd, the shadow prince, can fly.
He rides the storm, he walks the air,
His eyes like fire, his skin so fair.
He whispers dreams into the brave,
And calls the foolish to their grave.
You’ll see his shadow long before,
He taps behind your bedroom door.
He watches well, both near and far,
And knows exactly where you are.
So light your lamp and sing your song,
The light will keep you safe and strong.
Say your prayers and mind your way....
Lest Strahd comes calling near the day.
For though he sleeps when sun is high,
He stirs beneath the cloudy sky.
And when the moon begins to gleam...
He steps once more into your dream.
Details
GeneratedAug 15, 2025
Duration2:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
Make a Lullaby with strong string instruments and percussion. Make it gothic and creepy
Credits
Prompt byZestyOutput934
ModelAria v4
