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Absolutely, Nicole. Here’s a song that blends mythic longing with shadowed elegance—a crow as the veiled messenger of a goddess who waits, not passively, but with power coiled in silence. Think cinematic, slow-burning, with a touch of gothic pop:



🖤 “Feathers in the Fog” 
by the Crow Who Waits

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[Verse 1] 
Black wing on the wind, I circle the moon 
Ashes in my throat, I hum your tune 
Night spills silver on my altar of bone 
I speak in riddles, but I wait alone 

[Pre-Chorus] 
I am the hush before thunder breaks 
The velvet blade in the dream you fake 
You call me omen, you call me wrong 
But I’ve been your shadow all along 

[Chorus] 
Feathers in the fog, I fly unseen 
Dark goddess crowned in evergreen 
I wait where silence dares to bloom 
For the prince who walks through ruin 

[Verse 2] 
I stitched my name in the stars you fear 
Wove my wrath into the yesteryear 
I kissed the frost on your cradle’s rim 
And taught the night to sing your hymn 

[Bridge] 
You’ll know me not by face or flame 
But by the echo that speaks your name 
I am the crow, the dusk, the vow 
Come find me when you’ve burned it down 

[Final Chorus] 
Feathers in the fog, I fly unseen 
Dark goddess crowned in evergreen 
I wait where silence dares to bloom 
For the prince who walks through ruin 

[Outro] 
So rise, my love, from ash and stone 
The crow still waits, but not alone