Annie Desimoni III - The Dark Duckling Lyrics

In a shadowed swamp, under the eerie moonlight
A duckling hatched, different from the sight
Feathers dark and eyes with a ghostly gleam
Mocked and shunned, lost in a twisted dream

Whispers in the night, calling from the deep
Echoes of despair, secrets they keep
The dark duckling's heart, consumed by the dread
In the haunted swamp, where the lost are led

Through the murky reeds, a voice so cold
Lured the duckling in, stories untold
Met a black swan, with eyes of red
"Follow me," it said, "to where power is bred"

Whispers in the night, calling from the deep
Echoes of despair, secrets they keep
The dark duckling's heart, consumed by the dread
In the haunted swamp, where the lost are led

A ritual of blood, in the cold, dark mire
Feathers turned to black, eyes like fire
No longer mocked, the duckling transformed
Evil's embrace, now fully adorned

Whispers in the night, calling from the deep
Echoes of despair, secrets they keep
The dark duckling's heart, consumed by the dread
In the haunted swamp, where the lost are led

Returned with vengeance, terror in its wake
Animals trembling, fearing their fate
No escape from the wrath, darkness unfurled
The swamp now a shadow, no light in this world

Whispers in the night, calling from the deep
Echoes of despair, secrets they keep
The dark duckling's heart, consumed by the dread
In the haunted swamp, where the lost are led

Now the swamp's a tomb, forever dark and cold
The duckling's curse, a tale of woe retold
In the dead of night, hear the ghostly cry
Of the dark duckling, beneath the blackened sky