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He Who Calls Me From the Dark

KI/AI Verse 1 She woke in a world she didn’t know, With a heartbeat echoing someone else’s name. Lost in fog and stranger’s faces, Carrying a skull that whispered flame. No memory, just a hollow warmth, A tether to a love she couldn’t place — Yet the shadows bowed around her form, And the dark knew well her face. Pre-Chorus She’s gentle, stubborn, kind of heart, Yet marked by power sleeping deep — A hunger humming in her blood, A secret she herself can’t keep. Chorus He calls her from the dark — a voice she can’t escape, A lover in the void with a touch that reshapes. Through broken glass memories and bones that still ache, She follows every whisper though it leads her to the grave. Oh wanderer of shadows, lost in your own past, Your heart beats for a ghost, a love that couldn’t last. Verse 2 She watched the others fear the curse, The pumpkin's grin, the rotting ground. But she felt nothing but a distant pull, A song only she could hear resound. She knelt in dirt for someone else, Blind to danger, blind to pain — A puppet to a memory, A moth circling a flame. Pre-Chorus And when the fog began to whisper, When the dead began to speak, She heard him calling every name She carried in her dreams. Chorus He calls her from the dark — a voice she can’t escape, A lover in the void with a touch that reshapes. Through broken glass memories and bones that still ache, She follows every whisper though it leads her to the grave. Oh wanderer of shadows, lost in your own past, Your heart beats for a ghost, a love that couldn’t last. Bridge In the mist she broke her chains, Blood in her breath, red fire in her veins. Eyes burning bright, the tether snaps — The magic wakes, the old world cracks. The stone gate trembles in her hand, A crimson stain, a cursed command. She almost shatters all she knows, To free the voice she can't let go. Verse 3 They dragged her from that waking trance, Her mind half-gone, her heartbeat wild. She didn’t know why she bled such power, Or what slept inside the child. Yet in the graveyard when the battle rose, Her hunger sharpened like a blade — She drank the life from cursed flesh, And felt her fear begin to fade. Chorus He calls her from the dark — a voice she can’t escape, A lover in the void with a touch that reshapes. Through broken glass memories and bones that still ache, She follows every whisper though it leads her to the grave. Oh wanderer of shadows, marked by unseen scars, Your blood sings melodies from forgotten stars. Final Verse And when the pumpkin’s heart fell still, A thorn reached out, a final price. Its root sank deep beneath her skin, A curse wrapped tight like ice. She knows her strength could be her end, A single battle may close her eyes — But still she walks with head held high, A question burning in the skies… Outro Will he call again? And will she answer? Even if it kills her.