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Elissabetha - MOTHER OF THE CROOKED PATH (A Symphonic Metal Song)

Lyrics: VERSE 1 The forest twists beneath her tread, The roots bow low to where she stands. A crown of branches frames her head, Ancient fire in her hands. Her shadow pours across the earth, A shape carved out of wand’ring night. The winds that carried her since birth Turn still before her rising might. ⭐ VERSE 2 Her voice arrives on trembling air, A whisper layered in the trees. A sound too old, too sharp to bear, Yet soft as long-forgotten pleas. She speaks my name with crooked grace, A tone both tender, cruel, and wise. And though I cannot see her face, I feel her gaze in midnight skies. ⭐ PRE-CHORUS Step by step, the shadows part— She knows the secrets of my heart. ⭐ CHORUS Mother of the Crooked Path, Keeper of the ancient wrath. Ooooh… your voice unfolds my hidden fear— Yet draws me ever closer here. Mother of the darkened flame, Calling out my buried name. Ooooh… the forest trembles where you stand— The Witch who rules this haunted land. ⭐ VERSE 3 "Come closer, child, do not resist…" Her whisper curls around my breath. "For in the fog where shadows twist, You walk the borderland of death." "You seek the truth beyond the bone— A flame the timid never learn. But tread with care, for paths unknown Will burn you, should you dare to turn." ⭐ VERSE 4 The branches shake beneath her will, The moon retreats behind her crown. Her presence makes the world go still— A queen no mortal force pulls down. Her eyes flash wild like forest fire, A storm of ages stored within. She feels the truth of my desire— The path I fear… yet must begin. ⭐ PRE-CHORUS Step by step, the shadows part— She knows the secrets of my heart. ⭐ CHORUS Mother of the Crooked Path, Keeper of the ancient wrath. Ooooh… your voice unfolds my hidden fear— Yet draws me ever closer here. Mother of the darkened flame, Calling out my buried name. Ooooh… the forest trembles where you stand— The Witch who rules this haunted land. ⭐ BRIDGE Mat’ Teney… vedet menya… (Mutter der Schatten… führt mich…) Staraya krov’… prosnulas’ v t’me… (Altes Blut… erwachte in der Nacht…) *"Shagi sdelay… v moyu sud’bu…" * („Mach den Schritt… in mein Schicksal…“) ⭐ FINAL CHORUS (1) Mother of the Crooked Path, Claim the fear I used to have. Ooooh… your fire rises in my veins— A bond of shadows and remains. Mother of the ancient night, Guide me through the fading light. Ooooh… I step into your world untamed— The forest calls my chosen name. ⭐ FINAL CHORUS (2) Mother of the Crooked Path, Break the chains of what I am. Ooooh… the roots awaken under me— A rising, wild identity. Mother of the boundless flame, In your darkness I reclaim. Ooooh… the truth I feared is now my breath— I walk your road of life and death. ⭐ OUTRO Idi ko mnye… doch’ lesa… (Komm zu mir… Tochter des Waldes…) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Baba Yaga” is inspired by one of Slavic folklore’s most ancient and feared figures — a being born before churches, before kingdoms, before written law. An age where the forest was alive, where spirits listened, and where wisdom was never given freely. This album reimagines the myth as a sweeping symphonic metal opera: endless primeval woods, crackling ritual fires, whispered Slavic chants, bone fences gleaming in moonlight, and a crooked hut standing on chicken legs — watching. Here, the “witch” is not evil — but inevitable. Baba Yaga is judge, guardian, destroyer and teacher. She does not hunt the innocent — she tests those who dare to enter her realm. Desperate villagers, lost children, broken souls and seekers of forbidden knowledge cross the threshold of the forest. Some ask for power. Some ask for truth. Some ask for mercy. Not all survive the answer. One step into the woods. One bargain spoken aloud. One test of courage. And the forest decides. A powerful ensemble of voices — chanting, whispering, invoking, commanding — guides the listener through a world where nature judges humanity, where ancient law outweighs faith, and where survival depends on humility, not strength. “Baba Yaga” blends mythic storytelling with cinematic orchestration, folk-infused metal textures, and the emotional weight of a dark symphonic opera. △ What is “Elissabetha”? Elissabetha is a dark symphonic metal project bringing myths, legends and forgotten folklore to life through theatrical storytelling, ritualistic atmosphere and immersive cinematic metal. #BabaYaga #SlavicFolklore #DarkSymphonicMetal #FolkMetal #MetalOpera #DarkMyth #GothicMetal #CinematicMetal #Elissabetha #AIMusic #ConceptAlbum