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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 6 ก.พ. 2025
- Step into the eerie world of The Swing Beneath the Tree, a haunting lullaby that tells the story of children sharing their nightmares about a mysterious monster lurking near a swing under an old tree. With chilling lyrics and a melody that lulls and unsettles, this song captures the innocence of childhood fears mixed with a sense of dark mystery.
Let the atmospheric soundscape transport you to a shadowy playground where whispers tell tales of long-forgotten secrets. Perfect for fans of ethereal music, dark lullabies, and haunting storytelling.
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Lyrics:
Intro
Listen closely, hear the creak,
A swing that moves but doesn’t speak.
In the stillness, shadows grow,
Where children fear but dare to go.
Verse 1
Hush now, can you hear the breeze,
Through the branches of the trees?
A swing that sways with no one there,
In the moonlight’s fragile glare.
Little voices whisper low,
Of a shadow that they know.
It watches where the children play,
And never leaves, both night and day.
Chorus
Beneath the tree, it waits for me,
With hollow eyes I cannot see.
The swing it creaks, it calls my name,
A lullaby wrapped in the strange.
Verse 2
They say its hands are long and thin,
Its grin too wide, its voice a hymn.
It hums a tune, a mournful cry,
That lingers softly in the sky.
One child dreams of running far,
But wakes to find the swing ajar.
Another whispers in the dark,
“Don’t go alone into the park.”
Chorus
Beneath the tree, it waits for me,
With hollow eyes I cannot see.
The swing it creaks, it calls my name,
A lullaby wrapped in the strange.
Verse 3
The roots run deep, the stories old,
Of secrets buried in the cold.
A child lost, a name erased,
A ghostly laugh that can’t be traced.
They swear they’ve seen it standing there,
Its silhouette beyond compare.
A monster bound, yet always free,
Beneath the swing, beneath the tree.
Chorus
Beneath the tree, it waits for me,
With hollow eyes I cannot see.
The swing it creaks, it calls my name,
A lullaby wrapped in the strange.
Bridge 1
Perhaps it’s lonely, bound to stay,
Chained to the tree where shadows play.
But when it calls, no one can flee,
Its voice a part of the melody.
Chorus
Beneath the tree, it waits for me,
With hollow eyes I cannot see.
The swing it creaks, it calls my name,
A lullaby wrapped in the strange.
Bridge 2
Perhaps it’s lonely, bound to stay,
Chained to the tree where shadows play
But in your dreams, it waits, you’ll see,
The monster near the old oak tree.
Chorus
Beneath the tree, it waits for me,
With hollow eyes I cannot see.
The swing it creaks, it calls my name,
A lullaby wrapped in the strange.
Outro
So hush now, sleep, don’t make a sound,
The swing is still, no one’s around.
But in your dreams, it waits, you’ll see,
The monster near the old oak tree.
