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Track 05: Quiet Now, Yolanda
Genre: Dark Acoustic Ballad
Duration: 03:52.0 Lore Source: "In Sickness And In Health" (Journal) In-Game Author: Alienor Wiki Link: Click Here to Read Lore After the noise of war, this Dark Acoustic Ballad sucks the air out of the room. It’s a claustrophobic, mercy-killing narrative set to a droning cello. The line "I press it soft and deep" is delivered with such intimacy it feels like a confession. |
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The fever comes in flashes, hot and cold
You’re shivering in sheets that we can’t fold
You try to lift your head, but fall back down
The sickness is the king that wears the crown
I see the pain is rising in your eyes
But darling, we have run out of goodbyes.
So hush now, love, don't make a sound
The monsters, they are prowling all around
In sickness and in health, I made the vow
I cannot let the darkness take you now
The world outside is shrieking for our end
So I must be your shelter... and your friend.
They’re scratching at the wood, they smell the fear
I know that they are close, I hear them near
You let a little grunt escape your lips
My heart, it stumbles, and my courage slips
I reach out for the pillow on the bed
To hide the noise, to cradle round your head.
I press it down, I press it soft and deep!
Just close your eyes, Yolanda, go to sleep!
We can’t let them know that we are here!
I want peace... I want the path to clear!
I promised I would stay by you forever
Even if I have to sever... every... tether.
I love you, Yolanda.
The night is long.
But I am here.
In sickness... and in health.
You’re shivering in sheets that we can’t fold
You try to lift your head, but fall back down
The sickness is the king that wears the crown
I see the pain is rising in your eyes
But darling, we have run out of goodbyes.
So hush now, love, don't make a sound
The monsters, they are prowling all around
In sickness and in health, I made the vow
I cannot let the darkness take you now
The world outside is shrieking for our end
So I must be your shelter... and your friend.
They’re scratching at the wood, they smell the fear
I know that they are close, I hear them near
You let a little grunt escape your lips
My heart, it stumbles, and my courage slips
I reach out for the pillow on the bed
To hide the noise, to cradle round your head.
I press it down, I press it soft and deep!
Just close your eyes, Yolanda, go to sleep!
We can’t let them know that we are here!
I want peace... I want the path to clear!
I promised I would stay by you forever
Even if I have to sever... every... tether.
I love you, Yolanda.
The night is long.
But I am here.
In sickness... and in health.