(Intro - Melancholy, echoing synth pads. Slow, deliberate percussion. A faint, unsettling hum.)
(Verse 1)
Found a playbill, weathered and old,
Whispers of Carcosa, a story untold.
Yellowed pages, a forbidden decree,
The King's silent gaze, now looking at me.
Lines etched in madness, a beautiful art,
Tearing at reason, ripping my heart.
The city of spires, in a fever dream haze,
Pulling me deeper, through unending days.
(Pre-Chorus)
A dissonant shimmer, a chill in the air,
Reality wavers, beyond all repair.
The mask starts to crack, the truth feels so near,
Whispers of madness, consuming all fear.
(Chorus - Beat builds: steady, driving pulse with pervasive dread. Shimmering, dissonant arpeggios. Heavily processed, distorted whispers: "Have you found the Yellow Sign?")
Carcosa Calling, from shadows unseen,
The King in Yellow, haunting my dream.
Hastur's cold breath, on the back of my mind,
Leaving all sanity deeply behind.
Beyond the stars, where black planets spin,
The play's final act, drawing me in.
Feel the erosion, the beautiful decay,
As Carcosa Calling steals light from the day.
(Verse 2)
See faces around me, with vacant, blank stares,
Lost to the truths, caught in yellow-tinged snares.
The laughter is hollow, the silence so deep,
Promises shattered, secrets they keep.
Every reflection, a different face,
Lost in the terror, of this timeless place.
I try to resist, but the words are too strong,
Where do I belong? Has it been too long?
(Pre-Chorus)
A dissonant shimmer, a chill in the air,
Reality wavers, beyond all repair.
The mask starts to crack, the truth feels so near,
Whispers of madness, consuming all fear.
(Chorus - Beat intensifies, arpeggios more frantic, almost painful.)
Carcosa Calling, from shadows unseen,
The King in Yellow, haunting my dream.
Hastur's cold breath, on the back of my mind,
Leaving all sanity deeply behind.
Beyond the stars, where black planets spin,
The play's final act, drawing me in.
Feel the erosion, the beautiful decay,
As Carcosa Calling steals light from the day.
(Bridge - Music breaks down to sparse pads, a distorted hum. Disorienting, fragmented vocal samples. Sense of isolation and mental collapse.)
What was real? What was only his lie?
A universe fractured, beneath a black sky.
The play's on repeat, in an endless despair,
His presence consuming, beyond all compare.
(Build-up of distorted, grinding sounds, a crescendo of paranoia.)
(Chorus - FINAL EXPLOSION - Full force: driving beat, overwhelming dissonant arpeggios, chaotic vocal layers.)
Carcosa Calling! From shadows unseen!
The King in Yellow! Haunting my dream!
Hastur's cold breath! On the back of my mind!
Leaving all sanity deeply behind!
Beyond the stars! Where black planets spin!
The play's final act! Drawing me in!
Feel the erosion! The beautiful decay!
As Carcosa Calling steals light from the day!
(Outro - Beat fades, leaving only the unsettling hum and faint, echoing whispers of "Carcosa..." ending abruptly with a chilling, knowing chuckle.)
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