The Skeleton Piper
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Verse 1]
Ooooooooooooooo
In the quiet of night, when the fog rolls in,
A piper plays softly, his song full of sin.
With bones for fingers, and hollow eyes,
He lures lost souls under darkened skies.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
His flute is made from the dead man's bone,
A melody haunting, cold as stone.
Each Halloween night, he walks through the gloom,
Guiding the living to their final tomb.
[Chorus 1]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Verse 2]
ooooooooooooooo
Once he was mortal, a minstrel of fame,
But a pact with dark forces erased his name.
Now cursed to wander and play through the years,
His music brings sorrow, his flute brings fears.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
His tune is a whisper, a promise of peace,
But those who listen will find no release.
They follow his steps to a grave cold and deep,
Where the Piper will play as their souls fall asleep.
[Chorus 2]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Bridge]
Through graveyards and forests, he leads the lost,
Not caring what price his music has cost.
The bones of his victims lie scattered and still,
All lured by the sound of his mournful trill.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Final Chorus]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
Ooooooooooooooo
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[End]
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English
The Skeleton Piper
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Verse 1]
Ooooooooooooooo
In the quiet of night, when the fog rolls in,
A piper plays softly, his song full of sin.
With bones for fingers, and hollow eyes,
He lures lost souls under darkened skies.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
His flute is made from the dead man's bone,
A melody haunting, cold as stone.
Each Halloween night, he walks through the gloom,
Guiding the living to their final tomb.
[Chorus 1]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Verse 2]
ooooooooooooooo
Once he was mortal, a minstrel of fame,
But a pact with dark forces erased his name.
Now cursed to wander and play through the years,
His music brings sorrow, his flute brings fears.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
His tune is a whisper, a promise of peace,
But those who listen will find no release.
They follow his steps to a grave cold and deep,
Where the Piper will play as their souls fall asleep.
[Chorus 2]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Bridge]
Through graveyards and forests, he leads the lost,
Not caring what price his music has cost.
The bones of his victims lie scattered and still,
All lured by the sound of his mournful trill.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Final Chorus]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
Ooooooooooooooo
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[End]
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Verse 1]
Ooooooooooooooo
In the quiet of night, when the fog rolls in,
A piper plays softly, his song full of sin.
With bones for fingers, and hollow eyes,
He lures lost souls under darkened skies.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
His flute is made from the dead man's bone,
A melody haunting, cold as stone.
Each Halloween night, he walks through the gloom,
Guiding the living to their final tomb.
[Chorus 1]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Verse 2]
ooooooooooooooo
Once he was mortal, a minstrel of fame,
But a pact with dark forces erased his name.
Now cursed to wander and play through the years,
His music brings sorrow, his flute brings fears.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Pre-Chorus]
His tune is a whisper, a promise of peace,
But those who listen will find no release.
They follow his steps to a grave cold and deep,
Where the Piper will play as their souls fall asleep.
[Chorus 2]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Bridge]
Through graveyards and forests, he leads the lost,
Not caring what price his music has cost.
The bones of his victims lie scattered and still,
All lured by the sound of his mournful trill.
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[Final Chorus]
The Skeleton Piper, beware his song,
He plays in the dark where you don't belong.
His notes are a spell, a ghostly call,
Luring the foolish to death's cold thrall.
So cover your ears, don't follow his tune,
Or you'll dance with the dead beneath the pale moon.
Ooooooooooooooo
[Pipe Organ] [Flute]
[End]
Writer: Bruce Alan Marcom
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC