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Hamelin

A dark, high-energy rock adaptation inspired by the legend of the Pied Piper of Hamelin. With dominant flute melodies, powerful drums, haunting whispers, and intense group chants, this track brings the medieval tale to life. #Hamelin#PiedPiper#DarkRock#TheatricalRock#FolkRock#RockMusic#EpicMusic#MedievalVibes#BloodMoon#HauntingMelody#StorytellingMusic#IndieRock#AlternativeRock#NewMusic#MusicRelease Name: Hamelin Lyrics: R Music: suno Lyrics: Night was soft and silver bright, Moonlight glowing pale and white, Lamps were warm with gentle flame, Quiet village, small in name. Ra-ra-ra… ra-ra-ray… Dance the night away… Then the whispers turned to cries, Rats beneath the grain supplies, Food was spoiled, fear had grown, Panic claimed the town they’d known. Through the square in colors wild, Came a stranger, strange yet styled, Spoke a bargain clear and plain, “Pay my price, I’ll end your pain.” Will he rise? Will he stand? Is their fate in this man’s hand? All their hope in one refrain, Can he free them from this plague? Morning waited, still and tight, Every heart held breath in fright, Then he raised his slender flute, Played a melody soft and mute. Step by step… don’t look back… Hear the song along the track… One by one the creatures came, Dancing wild yet all the same, Step by step they followed near, Through the streets without a fear. Down the road and to the side, Toward the rushing river wide, One by one they leapt below, Vanished in the undertow. Peace returned, the fear was gone, But the promise did not last long, Coins withheld and fingers blamed, On the Piper guilt was named. Gold and lies! Gold and lies! Greed before their very eyes! Anger burned behind his eyes, “Greed will cost you,” came his cries, “I shall return, and when I do, You will know what’s overdue.” Pay the price! Pay the price! Broken vows demand a price! Days had passed, then he appeared, Wearing green the town had feared, Played again that haunting tune, Soft beneath the afternoon. Children smiled and followed slow, Through the streets in gentle flow, Some say just as rats before, They were seen in town no more. Some believe he brought them back, Took his gold and left no track, Some still say they disappeared, Leaving silence cold and feared. Even now no song is played, No one dances in that glade, Hamelin remembers still The Piper and his silent will. La… la… la… Follow the sound… La… la… la… Don’t turn around… La… la… la… Hear the tone… La… la… la… You’re not alone… The flute still plays…