Verse 1:
In the shadow of the moon's embrace,
Where the stars tell tales of an ancient grace,
There's a whisper soft through the night's cool air,
A melody of secrets, old and rare.
In the shadow of the moon's embrace,
Where the stars tell tales of an ancient grace,
There's a whisper soft through the night's cool air,
A melody of secrets, old and rare.
Chorus:
We are the Whispering Furs, hear our song,
Through Aetherpeak's lands, we roam along.
Masters of disguise, in the moon's soft glow,
Bringing tales of old, and magic's flow.
We are the Whispering Furs, hear our song,
Through Aetherpeak's lands, we roam along.
Masters of disguise, in the moon's soft glow,
Bringing tales of old, and magic's flow.
Verse 2:
Hairless visages, under the twilight's hue,
Performers bold, with stories anew.
In our dance, the past comes alive,
In our song, forgotten tales revive.
Hairless visages, under the twilight's hue,
Performers bold, with stories anew.
In our dance, the past comes alive,
In our song, forgotten tales revive.
Chorus:
We are the Whispering Furs, hear our song,
Through Aetherpeak's lands, we roam along.
In the fabric of night, our stories we weave,
Of the magic that sleeps, and dreams that grieve.
We are the Whispering Furs, hear our song,
Through Aetherpeak's lands, we roam along.
In the fabric of night, our stories we weave,
Of the magic that sleeps, and dreams that grieve.
Bridge:
No one knows whence we came,
A band of mystery, without a name.
But in our tales, you'll find a key,
To the heart of magic, wild and free.
No one knows whence we came,
A band of mystery, without a name.
But in our tales, you'll find a key,
To the heart of magic, wild and free.
Verse 3:
With every show, a new legend unfurls,
Mysteries unravel, as the story swirls.
From ancient battles to love's lost kiss,
Our performances you won't want to miss.
With every show, a new legend unfurls,
Mysteries unravel, as the story swirls.
From ancient battles to love's lost kiss,
Our performances you won't want to miss.
Chorus:
We are the Whispering Furs, this is our song,
A caravan of wonders, where hearts belong.
Through magic's mist, our tales are spun,
Until the rise of the next morning sun.
We are the Whispering Furs, this is our song,
A caravan of wonders, where hearts belong.
Through magic's mist, our tales are spun,
Until the rise of the next morning sun.
Outro:
So, gather 'round, under the star's bright curse,
For an evening with the Whispering Furs.
In our melody, a world to discover,
With each note, a veil we uncover.
So, gather 'round, under the star's bright curse,
For an evening with the Whispering Furs.
In our melody, a world to discover,
With each note, a veil we uncover.
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