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Keep Walking

Of the greatest casualties of the War of the Dead, what once was known as the Gully Marshes is now the Dead Plains. Dry, broken, burned and diseased, this vast stretch of badlands is famous - for the spirits that haunt it. Lyrics written by me, music composed using Suno ai! Verse I There are no trees to cast their shade, No stones to mark the graves we made. The grass won’t grow, the rivers lay dry, Only the echoes can sing their replies. Verse II I saw a figure in the haze, Standing still in the ashen graze. I couldn’t see any steps or pace - But it spoke my name and had no face. Chorus Don’t answer if the wind sings for you. There’s more in the air than what could be true. If footsteps match yours where none should be - Keep walking. Don’t look back at the Dead Plains. So Keep Walking, in those old remains. Keep walking, if you're still sane. Just keep walking, through hill or ravine - Or you just might never walk out again. Verse III They say the war burned hot and long, That steel outlived both right and wrong. Now armor rusts where soldiers fell, And the plains remember what men won’t tell. Verse IV At dusk the horizon drowns in red, Painted so by all the countless dead. The air tastes faint of iron and rain, Their grief that never learned to wane. Chorus Keep on running if voices call you. Those who remember how your bloodlines grew. When the shadows in the corners creep - Keep walking. Don’t look back in the Dead Plains. Yeah, Keep Walking, lest you'll feel the bane. Keep walking, trust me, don't remain. Just keep walking, through hill or ravine - Or you just might never walk out again. Bridge If you hear weeping, it ain't just belief - If you see banners, they offer no relief. The dead don’t rage and they don’t demand. They only wait across these broken lands. Final Chorus So keep your eyes on the northern line. Count your steps and don’t lose time. If you make it out, mark what you’ve seen. The plains just don't let the truth come clean. Ohhhh, Keep Walking, In the dead plains. Keep walking, if you value your name. Just keep walking, through hill or ravine - Or you just might never walk out again.