rooks hollow3

Lyrics

[The Dungeon Master leans forward, letting the sleek electronic pulse fade into a sharper, more rhythmic, driving indie-rock groove—think the brooding, infectious energy of bands like Arctic Monkeys or The Black Keys, trading rustic folk for electric swagger.] [Verse 1] > [A fuzzy, overdriven bassline drops in with a crisp, driving drumbeat] > Step right up to the edge of the board, > Check out the inventory you stored. > Mist on the asphalt, rust on the rail, > Welcome to Rooks Hollow, you’re trapped in the vail. > You’re balancing columns, you’re counting the weight, > Locking the dead on the outside of the gates! > [Verse 2] > [A scratchy electric guitar adds a rhythmic, choppy chord progression] > When the evening turns sour and the atmosphere drops, > We head to the lounge where the heavy bass pops. > At The Velvet Crow, under glass-leaded light, > Everybody’s pretending they’re doing alright. > You swallow your panic, you purchase your drink, > While the floorboards are starting to shudder and sink. > [hook] > [The guitars open up into a massive, infectious indie-rock hook] > So pour out the poison and tighten the rein, > We’re building a fortress out of all of our pain! [bonus hook] Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! > Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! [instrumental] [Bridge] > [The guitars build tension with a rising, buzzing tremolo pick, ready to snap] > You think you’re the pilot, you think you’re the guide, > With nothing to fear and nowhere to hide. > You’re checking the stats and you’re keeping the score— > While something is breathing right under the floor! > [Outro / Final HOOK] [The full, high-energy indie-rock arrangement crashes back in at top volume] > [The guitars open up into a massive, infectious indie-rock hook] > So pour out the poison and tighten the rein, > We’re building a fortress out of all of our pain! [bonus hook] Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! > Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string! Oh, sing for the Hollow, and pledge to the wing— > We’re all just a puppet on somebody’s string!