Lyrics

Intro:
A soft, eerie hum rises from the void, blending with the howling winds of Freljord. Ancient, whispered Vastayan chants echo, layered over a distant, sorrowful violin. The chimes of frozen aether shimmer, setting an ominous yet hypnotic tone.

Verse 1:
Low, brooding strings pulse beneath cold, resonant piano notes. A rhythmic heartbeat of deep drums mimics footsteps in untouched snow, while spectral voices weave an ethereal lament—Zyphar’s silent struggle against the whispers of Yva’Khaal.

Chorus:
The music swells as dark, glacial synths crash like a blizzard meeting an unstoppable force. The melody sharpens, mirroring a dance between hunter and hunted, with sharp violin strikes and percussive bursts echoing the clash of shadowed blades.

Verse 2:
The intensity fades back into creeping tension, with distant echoes of whispers growing more insistent. A melancholic flute sings a fleeting melody before being swallowed by deep, abyssal bass. The Hollow Tyrant stirs, his influence growing stronger.

Bridge:
The tempo slows, voices distort—a haunting crescendo of fractured harmonies as Zyphar teeters on the edge of oblivion. The sound of pages turning, followed by an ominous silence, signals his struggle against the ever-looming presence of the Abyssal Codex.

Final Chorus:
A final, desperate swell—strings and choirs clashing as the melody fights to reclaim control. But in the distance, the cold remains unbroken, and the void still whispers.

Outro:
The music fades into the soft, echoing chimes from the intro. A solitary note lingers, suspended in time, before vanishing into the hollow silence of the frostbitten void.