The Cape Of The Vampire - Bard Music

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Lyrics are included below for those who wish to follow the story more closely.

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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
On the ridge above the river
Lay a village hushed and pale
Windows shuttered
Doors all bolted
Smoke too thin and faces frail
Every dusk the carts rolled upward
Grain and children
Teeth that chattered
To the fortress in the mountain
Where their will was torn and scattered

[Chorus]
So they whispered of the hunter
With the frost upon his brow
Of the man who stalked the darkness
As if daylight walked there now
Through the alleys of their terror
Through the ash and old regret
They placed their hope on boot and bow
On a name they’d never met

[Verse 2]
Past the fields of trampled barley
Past the shrines with candles drowned
He ascended broken stairways
Toward that stone
Forsaken crown
Shutters bled a reddish flicker
From the tower’s hollow eyes
Where a pale and patient master
Waited
Ancient
Thin
Unwise

[Chorus]
Still they whispered of the hunter
With the frost upon his brow
Of the man who stalked the darkness
As if daylight walked there now
Every mother hushed her breathing
Every father clenched his chest
As the wind bore up his footfall
Toward the heart inside that nest

[Bridge]
In the halls of hanging garments
Taken from the vanished years
Echoes clung like cobwebs trembling
Threads of footsteps
Threads of fears
On a throne of empty goblets
Sat the tyrant
Sharp and drained
Eyes like coals in pits of marble
Hands like shackles
Hunger chained

[Verse 3]
Steel met pallid
Bone-cold fingers
Claw and arrow
Dust and flame
Curtains flared in sudden daylight
Stone remembered its own name
From the ridge the people saw it
Smoke in spirals
Roofline split
Then a silence
Deep and waiting
Then a shadow on the cliff

[Chorus]
And they whispered of the hunter
With the frost upon his brow
Of the man who broke their nightmare
As if daylight lived there now
Up the path they climbed in shivers
Past the stains the tyrant kept
To an empty
Shattered chamber
Where the ancient hunger slept

[Outro]
By the gate they found his footprints
Turning downward
Fading fast
No crown taken
No gold carried
Only freedom from the past
So the village keeps the story
Quiet as a sacred debt
Of a hunter in the highlands
And a face they never met