RITUAL UNDER RED SKIES

Intro – Low Choir / Distant Drums] Candles flicker in the dust… Ancient voices rise in rust… The sky bleeds red… the air stands still… ⸻ [Verse 1 – Slow / Commanding] Symbols carved in shattered stone Calling what was long unknown Circle drawn in ash and bone No one here… but not alone Silent figures dressed in black Eyes that never wander back Every breath a sacred thread Binding words the old ones said ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – Rising / Tense] Feel the ground begin to shake Like the earth itself might break Every shadow starts to bend… ⸻ [Chorus – Theatrical / Powerful] Ritual under red skies Where the fallen never die Every flame begins to rise As the veil is torn aside Ancient voices call our name Feeding fire, feeding flame There’s no turning back again… From the ritual we began ⸻ [Verse 2 – Darker / Expanding] Moonlight cracks and fades to blood Echoes rising like a flood Every word we dare to speak Wakes the things beneath our feet Time itself begins to slip From the edge of every script What was buried, what was sealed Now demands to be revealed ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Hear the chanting growing near Every note ignites the fear Something answers from within… ⸻ [Chorus – Bigger / More Intense] Ritual under red skies Where the truth is sacrificed Every soul that dares to stand Becomes part of something grand Ancient power fills the flame Nothing here will be the same There’s no saving what remains… From the ritual’s domain ⸻ [Bridge – Minimal / Chilling] If we opened up the gate… Was it written as our fate? Or did we just go too far… Chasing what we thought we are… ⸻ [Breakdown – Slow / Heavy Pulse] (Spoken, layered voices) Ash to ash… flame to flame… Call the lost… speak the name… (Heavy instrumental surge) The sky fractures… the air ignites… ⸻ [Final Chorus – Epic / Cinematic] Ritual under red skies Now there’s nowhere left to hide Every shadow comes alive As the darkness multiplies Ancient voices take control Claim the body, claim the soul There’s no ending—no escape… From the path we chose to take ⸻ [Outro – Choir / Fading] Candles die… but something stays… Watching through the crimson haze…