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"The Huldra"
[Verse 1]
Through the misty pine woods, her melody flies
A haunting refrain under cold, starry skies
A face like an angel, a hollowed-out back
She lures every man from the safe, beaten track
Her eyes shine like emeralds, catching the spark
The fox tail is hidden away in the dark
The wilderness bows to the crown that she wears
As mortal men stumble right into her snares
[Guitar Solo Interlude]
[Chorus]
The Huldra is waiting where deep shadows grow
Her enchanting siren song, soon you will know
For beauty conceals what is rotting inside
The secrets and horrors the forest will hide
Come dance with me now where the ancient trees groan
Your fragile, dead heart shall become my own!
[Verse 2]
Show her respect, and you might walk away
But mock her devotion, and dearly you'll pay
As old as the mountains, as wild as the storm
The queen of the forest takes beautiful form
Her hair flows like rivers of shimmering gold
Awakening nightmares and dreams from of old
One kiss from her lips, so enchanting and dark
And into the madness your soul will embark
[Bridge]
Deep in the North where the mortals won't tread
She weaves all her longings inside of your head
No demon, no human, but something between
The wildwood's most dangerous, captivating queen
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
They say holy marriage can conquer the spell
The church bells will ring, and the tail fades as well
A human she turns in both action and name
But the wild in her nature remains just the same
The forest will always call out for its child
To hollowed-out trees and the paths in the wild
Where new men will wander, lost and alone
In search of the beauty they never have known
[Chorus]
The Huldra is waiting where deep shadows grow
Her enchanting siren song, soon you will know
For beauty conceals what is rotting inside
The secrets and horrors the forest will hide
Come dance with me now where the ancient trees groan
Your fragile, dead heart shall become my own!
[Outro]
When you hear sweet singing out there in the wild
Remember the stories you heard as a child
The Huldra is watching, she’s biding her time
To trap your weak soul in her dance so sublime...
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