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Monk Sylgarv-Vox
medieval folk irish celtic flute drum,Celtic Music,Irish Folk,Surprise,Male singer
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[Intro]
(Instrumental Solo)
[Verse 1]
Down where the sewer tunnels coil and wind
Past every trap the cleverest have found
Violet glow bleeds over stone and grime
Where the mad lord hides what he holds most bound
Underdark spores drift thin upon the air
Bright poison woven into a pretty snare
Silver mirror casts its cold grey gleam
And a glass bowl drifts to arrest every dream
[Verse 2]
The master is mad, the master is blind
To every mercy mortal hearts might know
He stares with love into the water dome
Where his small scaled companion makes its home
Old Ott stands watch, the keeper of the scales
Skullcap of eyes, and a spirit grown pale
He feeds the fish that circles slow and calm
Unaware how soon his quiet will be gone
[Chorus]
Oh watch for the eye, the unseen king
Hear the low coo of the songs he sings
To his Sylgar he has pledged his whole damned soul
Thirty bright gems lie deep within the bowl
Lay not one hand upon the glass or light
You will die in the sanctum of the purple night
[Verse 3]
Out from the shadow uninvited came
A dragonborn monk with a heart turned gold
Saw the fine mist drift like frozen rain
Knew that madness waited down that road
He clamped his jaws, he held his breath real still
Stepped through the fog to defy the kill
Focus sharp as any forged steel blade
Ran on silent feet through the deadly shade
[Verse 4]
Ott drew his blade, his voice cracked thin and raw
Cried out you cannot pass, you cannot stay
The monk did not slow, did not pause at all
One lightning flash, one thunderous splash today
Broke the surface where the cold waters roll
Snatched little Sylgar straight out of the bowl
[Chorus]
Oh watch for the eye, the unseen king
Hear the low coo of the songs he sings
To his Sylgar he has pledged his whole damned soul
Thirty bright gems lie deep within the bowl
Lay not one hand upon the glass or light
You will die in the sanctum of the purple night
[Bridge]
The boss will kill us all! the keeper screams
As the monk breaks every underworld dream
The invisible terror wakes with a roar
Death rays cut wild across the stone floor
Ten feet above hangs the only escape
Monks do not stumble, monks do not break
Step of the Wind beneath his calloused feet
He runs straight vertical up the wall of stone
[Verse 5]
He vaulted the lip of the secret gate
Disintegration beams tore at his cape
Fish tucked safe, kept cold and kept wet
Fled up the tunnel no one had found yet
Behind him the sanctum shook and roared
Pillars cracked and iron doors slammed hard
The tyrant screams, his mind has come undone
And the whole city wakes when comes the sun
[Outro]
Now the sewers howl, the city will burn
The fish is gone, it may not ever return
Run fast dragonborn, hold your skin tight
The Eye is hunting you into the night
Yes the Eye is hunting you into the night
(Instrumental Solo)