[ELEANOR FORTE] SIRENS (Synth V Original)

Siren head-inspired song, featuring Eleanor Forte, hearing noises at night, and people saying there was nothing. When I first stumbled upon Siren head from Trevor Henderson, I immediately thought of how my sibling and I usually hear deep rumbling around here at night. We live in buckass nowhere so there's no airports around here for planes to cause that noise, so we always thought it was weird, but every time we brought it up to our mother, she told us she never heard any noises, which was odd, because they were these deep sounds that made it feel like the walls were shaking. We think they're just helicopters, to be honest, or someone blasting music from awful speakers. But, that was what I wrote into this song. Except Eleanor's not having a good time. SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7KV7ocfd5h7E8Jl05hBUFm Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/nineaetharia.bsky.social Tumblr: https://nine-aetharia.tumblr.com/ Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/nineaetharia SECOND CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/@twoaetharia - LYRICS Do you hear him? Do you hear him calling? Do you hear him? While the city's falling? In the dead of night In the hours of broken light In the distance A disturbance I see birds take flight Like they do before a storm Fleeing faster From disaster And the air itself seems to tremble Hark, the herald angel sings And through the air, a siren rings I can barely hear myself Screaming Feel the earth shake with the noise That drowns out every other voice All I hear is intent to destroy And when daybreak comes As I stumble down the stairs I hear my mother ask: "Another nightmare?" "It was loud," I say "Loud enough for me to wake. All through that, how can you stay asleep? This was no hellish dream." But she tells me there was nothing There was nothing There was nothing Hark, the herald angel sings And through the air, a siren rings I can barely hear myself Screaming Feel the earth shake with the noise That drowns out every other voice All I hear is intent to destroy I keep telling everyone That I hear it every night That disaster soon will fall Even though it's out of sight Every tremor that I feel Keeps my eyes open, awake One night more One night again When will it end? Do you hear him? Do you hear him calling? Do you hear him? While the city's falling? Hark, the herald angel sings And through the air, the silence stings I don't know if I should be Screaming Feel the earth shake with the noise As right now I hear my own voice Saying things were made to be destroyed - Thumbnail art, video art, music, lyrics, tuning and mixing by nine Vocals by Eleanor Forte