Bells of the Wasteland

[Intro] *(Slow haunting cello, desert wind FX, ambient thunder, distant church bells)* [Verse 1] Whispered: *Dust hymns hum through the cracked earth’s veins,* *A shadow rides the horizon, trailing chains.* *Scorch-wind carves his name in the canyon’s throat,* *The preacher’s ghost wails in a ragged coat.* [Pre-Chorus] Spoken (intense): *The sky splits its seams, the altar’s dry,* *His boots drag the storm where the serpents lie.* *Every step—a scripture, every breath—a curse,* *The damned choir moans… it’s about to get worse.* [Chorus] Screamed (harmonic dissonance): *RUN, BABY, RUN—THE DEVIL’S A LIAR!* *He’s back with a bullet, a blade, and a pyre!* *The bells toll black, the rivers bleed salt,* *The reckoning’s here—and it’s all your fault!* *(Ghostly female backing vocals: “He’s back… He’s back…”)* [Verse 2] Whispered: *Salvation’s a scorpion coiled in the sand,* *His hands map the ruins where the righteous stand.* *The mesa chants in tongues of ash and bone,* *Judgment wears spurs… you’re never alone.* [Pre-Chorus] Spoken (intense): *The well’s drunk the moon, the saints cut their palms,* *The gunslinger’s psalm eats the psalms of the calm.* *Prayers rot on lips as the vultures descend,* *This ain’t the end… it’s the end’s ragged end.* [Chorus] Screamed (harmonic dissonance): *RUN, BABY, RUN—THE DEVIL’S A LIAR!* *He’s back with a bullet, a blade, and a pyre!* *The bells toll black, the rivers bleed salt,* *The reckoning’s here—and it’s all your fault!* *(Ghostly female backing vocals: “Run, Baby… Run!”)* [Bridge] *(Tribal percussion, layered distorted guitars, thunder crescendo)* Female Backing Vocals (ritualistic): *B***d in the chalice, the crossroads scream,* *The bride of the void wears a crown of steam…* *He’s back… He’s back…* [Outro] *(Church bells fade, cello drones, desert wind swallows sound)*