[Guiding Prompt: [Genre: Symphonic Gothic Metal, Celtic Folk Fusion] [Key: D Minor] [BPM: 120] [Atmosphere: Tragic, epic, haunting, powerful]] [Intro] [sfx: sound of howling wind and distant, rolling thunder over a misty Irish landscape.] [music: a single, lonely, and haunting Uilleann pipe melody plays, drenched in reverb.] [Verse 1] [vocals: a soft, ethereal, almost whispered female folk voice] [music: a gentle acoustic guitar and a soft, pulsating Bodhrán drum enter. the Uilleann pipe continues.] I walk the hills where moonlight's pale A whisper on the dying gale Bound to this land, this ancient stone A sorrow that I bear alone I see the threads of life grow thin I feel the coming end begin... [Pre-Chorus] [music: a low, distorted guitar drone fades in ominously. the Bodhrán beat gets more intense.] [vocals: voice becomes stronger, more urgent, full of dread] The air grows cold, the ravens call A final shadow's due to fall I fight the sound, I choke the plea But this damn curse won't let me be! [Chorus - THE WAIL BEGINS] [music: EXPLOSION. a massive wall of sound with heavy guitars, thunderous drums, and a soaring string orchestra.] [vocals: a powerful, soaring, and desperate female metal wail] HEAR MY LAMENT ON THE WIND! A song for where your life has sinned! I am the warning, I'm the dread! The final song sung for the dead! THIS IS THE BANSHEE'S TEAR-STAINED WAIL! A love song whispered through the veil! [Verse 2] [vocals: back to the soft, sorrowful folk voice] [music: drops back to the acoustic arrangement, but the distorted guitars play a faint, clean melody in the background] I see your face, a child at play I watched you live your yesterday I know your hopes, I know your fears I've counted all your unshed tears And now I have to sing for you The final, awful, cold adieu... [Bridge] [music: all instruments cut out except for a single, melancholic piano melody.] [vocals: a raw, broken whisper, full of self-loathing] Don't you think I'd rather sing of birth? Of summer sun upon the earth? But I am bound to this one sound... (slight pause, voice cracks) ...as you go six feet underground. [Solo - The Celtic & Metal Duet] [music: an epic, highly melodic, and emotional instrumental section. a blistering electric guitar solo and a soaring Uilleann pipe solo trade phrases, sometimes playing in harmony. it's a battle and a dance between the two worlds.] [Final Chorus - THE FULL BANSHEE'S SCREAM] [music: ABSOLUTE MAXIMUM EPICNESS. drums are a constant barrage of double-bass. a full choir joins the orchestra.] [vocals: a final, raw, cathartic scream-singing performance, at the peak of the singer's range] HEAR MY LAMENT ON THE WIND! A SONG FOR WHERE YOUR LIFE HAS SINNED! I AM THE WARNING, I'M THE DREAD! THE FINAL SONG SUNG FOR THE DEAD! THIS IS THE BANSHEE'S TEAR-STAINED WAIL! A LOVE SONG WHISPERED THROUGH THE VEIL! [Outro] [music: all the metal elements cut out abruptly. only the lonely Uilleann pipe melody from the intro remains.] [sfx: the sound of wind and rain returns.] (a final, echoing female whisper: ...goodbye.) [End]
