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Aged Beyond Decay - The Legend of Flannan Isle

"The Legend of Flannan Isle" retells the chilling mystery of three lighthouse keepers who vanished in 1900. While official reports blame a violent storm, rumors hint at a darker fate—one shaped by rage, murder, and madness. This haunting song weaves vivid imagery with a gripping melody, exploring the eerie possibility of betrayal and violence amidst the unforgiving sea. With its evocative lyrics and sinister tone, the song leaves the final truth shrouded in speculation, echoing the men’s cries lost to the waves. 🌊✨ 🎶 Listen to "The Legend of Flannan Isle" and unravel the mystery of the lost keepers. 🌑 #TheLegendOfFlannanIsle #HauntingBallad #DarkMystery #SeaLore #LighthouseKeepers #HistoricalMystery #ChillingLyrics #AlternativeRock #EerieAtmosphere #DarkMelody #UnsolvedMystery #FlannanIsle 🎧 Explore more music by Aged Beyond Decay on your favourite platform: ► Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0lNgi... ► Apple Music:   / abd   ► Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.co.uk/artists/B0... ► Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/en/artist/2856... ► YouTube Music:    / aged beyond decay - topic   Explore more at https://linktr.ee/AgedBeyondDecay Follow Aged Beyond Decay on social media: Instagram:   / agedbeyonddecay   Facebook:   / agedbeyonddecay   Twitter:   / agedbeyonddecay   TikTok:   / agedbeyonddecay   If you enjoyed this content, please give it a thumbs up, share your thoughts in the comments, and subscribe for more music from ABD! This song was created with AI assistance from Udio to help enhance creativity and production. #AgedBeyondDecay #ABD #ABDMusic #AIGeneratedMusic #ArtificialIntelligence #MusicProduction #AIMusic #MachineLearningMusic #Udio Lyrics: On Flannan Isle, the storm-winds cry for war, Three keepers brace as thunder cracks the shore, A cloak of shadows crawls across the floor, Dark omens scratch the midnight tomb. A blade gleams once, the tempest roars, Fate’s iron hoof pounds down the doors. Was it murder that tore their souls apart? Did madness burn MacArthur’s blackened heart? Now swirling tides conceal the twisted art, Their wails lost in the demon’s gloom. They speak of MacArthur’s rage by lantern light, Blood soaked the stones where fear devoured fight, Two keepers shrieked, then vanished into night, The sea roared triumph through the haze. A savage cry, the shadows feed, Fate’s iron hoof spurs mortal greed. Was it murder that tore their souls apart? Did madness burn MacArthur’s blackened heart? Now swirling tides conceal the twisted art, Their wails lost in the demon’s gloom. The Board claimed storms unleashed a raging tide, But sailors tell of sins too dark to hide, Where guilt and terror shaped a suicide, The lighthouse stands a haunted pyre. In tavern tales, their ghosts still roam, Fate’s iron hoof pounds on the foam. Was it murder that tore their souls apart? Did madness burn MacArthur’s blackened heart? Now swirling tides conceal the twisted art, Their wails lost in the demon’s gloom. No mortal law can judge the sea, Its jaws hold proof for none to see. Was it murder that tore their souls apart? Did madness burn MacArthur’s blackened heart? Still swirling tides obscure the final chart, Their cries echo, forever doomed.