Samhain’s Night of Souls – Dark Ambient Folk | Ancient Celtic Festival Lyric Video

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"Samhain’s Night of Souls" is a haunting dark ambient folk song inspired by the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain, celebrated from October 31st to November 1st. This eerie night marked the end of the harvest and the beginning of winter, a time when the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead was said to be at its thinnest. Spirits, fairies, and other supernatural beings walked among us, seeking out the living.

With haunting melodies, male and female vocal harmonies, and unsettling folk sounds, this track captures the eerie traditions of Samhain, where bonfires were lit and offerings were made to appease the wandering dead. The lyrics recount legends of the Púca, a shapeshifting trickster, and the Fae, who would steal the young and the old alike.

This song is perfect for anyone seeking to connect with the deep roots of Halloween, tapping into real myths and spirits that inspired one of the spookiest nights of the year. Embrace the dark, magical essence of Samhain with this chilling tribute to the night when the spirits rule.

🎧 Song Highlights:

The Spirits of Samhain: Restless souls wandering the earth as the veil between worlds is torn.
The Púca: A shapeshifting spirit, known for its trickery and danger.
The Fae: Supernatural beings that kidnap mortals under the cover of night.
Haunting Folk Melodies: The eerie harmonies and melodies create a spine-chilling atmosphere, evoking the mysteries of the ancient festival.

Song Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
The harvest moon hangs in the sky,
The wind is cold, the dead walk by.
On Samhain’s night, the spirits rise,
From shadowed graves, beneath the skies.

The fires burn, the night is long,
The whispers grow, a haunting song.
Beware the souls who seek their rest,
For those who wander are not blessed.

[Chorus - Male and Female Voices in Harmony]
"Samhain’s eve, the dead draw near,
The veil is torn, the night is here.
Give your offerings, hide your light,
For restless souls shall rule the night."

[Verse 2]
The Púca comes, with eyes aglow,
A shapeless fiend from lands below.
He haunts the fields, he shifts his form,
A trickster born of ancient storm.

The Fae they dance, their faces pale,
Through forests dark, where shadows sail.
They take the young, they steal the old,
On Samhain night, their grip is cold.

[Chorus - Male and Female Voices in Harmony]
"Samhain’s eve, the dead draw near,
The veil is torn, the night is here.
Give your offerings, hide your light,
For restless souls shall rule the night."

[Bridge]
The bonfires burn, but can’t repel,
The spirits rising from their hell.
The witches chant, the owls cry,
The banshees wail, the living die.

The night it holds no mercy still,
For those who wander on the hill.
In every gust, in every breath,
The ghosts will bring you closer to death.

[Final Chorus - Male and Female Voices in Harmony]
"Samhain’s eve, the dead draw near,
The veil is torn, the night is here.
Give your offerings, hide your light,
For restless souls shall rule the night."

[Outro]
And when the dawn begins to break,
The living souls no longer wake.
On Samhain’s night, the dead will reign,
Until the sun returns again.




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