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Outro
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Metal
Outro was released on December 10, 2024 by WelComeπoTheRanch as a part of the album Demonic Succubuses & Sexy Witches
album cover
Release DateDecember 10, 2024
LabelWelComeπoTheRanch
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WelComeπoTheRanch
Performer
Toni Schmieder
Toni Schmieder
Recorder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toni Schmieder
Toni Schmieder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toni Schmieder
Toni Schmieder
Graphic Design, Producer

Lyrics

Welcome to the Ranch
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"aahhhhhh!"
(whispering)
"hahahahahh
Hahahahaha
(creepy demonic female spoken)
"In the stillness of the night, shadows play,
Whispers of secrets in the dark ballet.
A flame ignites, flickers low,
This is the path where the lost souls flow.
Circle of candles, the scents of desire,
Voices entwined with the crackling fire.
In this sacred space, where silence breathes,
We surrender to the pull, the moans, and the pleas.
A ritual of flesh beneath the pale moon,
Bodies in rhythm, a heart's dark tune.
Here in the shadows, we dance with delight,
Entwined in a trance, lost in the night.
Every touch a letter, every kiss a spell,
In this sacred ritual, we’re under its spell.
Oh, the rhythm of longing,
Oh, the whisper of sin.
In the night we awaken,
Let the ritual begin.
(Softly strumming, echoes of breath)
The echoes linger, in the silence we tread,
Threads of temptation, woven with dread.
In a world of shadows, where secrets reside,
Bound by our passions, we cannot hide.
Rituals of faith, of flesh and of fire,
Every moment we dance feeds our wild desire.
Saturated in passion, we’re lost in the rite,
The line between pleasure and pain fades from sight.
In the depths of the dark, where we all come alive,
This is the pulse where our spirits thrive.
Here in the shadows, we dance with delight,
Entwined in a trance, lost in the night.
Every touch a letter, every kiss a spell,
In this sacred ritual, we’re under its spell.
As the dawn breaks, and shadows retreat,
We weave our memories, where our souls meet.
In the wake of the night, whispers still echo,
The ritual lingers, in the hearts of the low. "
Written by: Toni Schmieder
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