Whispers of the End
The Forgotten Souls Ensemble

Song 1: "Whispers of the End"
Ensemble (soft, eerie, rising tension)
The winds grow cold, the nights grow long,
The world feels broken, something’s wrong.
There’s plenty here, but not for all,
In shadows we wait, we fear the fall...
Unnamed Solo 1 (Woman, bitter):
They feast, they laugh, and waste away,
While we scrape by on crumbs each day.
Unnamed Solo 2 (Man, angry):
The rich grow fat, they close the gate,
While we are left outside to wait!
Ensemble:
The fields of plenty are locked away,
How long ‘til we take what they won’t give today?
We beg, we steal, we try to fight,
But still, they claim they’re in the right!
Why do we starve, why do they thrive?
We’ll burn it down just to survive!
Mira (counter melody, soft warning, cutting through the chaos):
I’ve seen the signs, they’re clear as day,
The ancient whispers show the way.
Feel the wind shift, it’s not by chance,
Famine comes - our final dance…
Suddenly, Famine steps into view—silent, observing. The tension heightens, leading into an eerie instrumental solo as she spreads rot and decay.
Unnamed Solo 3 (Man, frantic, reacting to Famine’s touch):
The crops have withered, the soil’s gone dry,
We beg for rain, but the clouds pass by.
No food, no hope, no strength to stand,
The earth turns barren beneath her hand!
Ensemble (frenzied, desperate):
There’s no food, no peace, no end in sight,
We fight for scraps, we steal at night!
We turn on each other, we take what we can,
In hunger’s shadow, the fall of man!
Unnamed Solo 5 (Man, violent):
You hoard the food! I see it there!
We’ll take it now; we’ll take our share!
Unnamed Solo 6 (Woman, scared, defensive):
It’s mine, you can’t, I need it too!
What choice is left, what can we do?
Ensemble (erupting in chaos, fighting):
We fight, we bleed, for just a crumb,
Famine’s grip leaves us all numb!
Brother fights brother, friend turns foe,
We tear each other down below!
War (awakened, roaring):
Now you’ve called for me! The blood must spill,
In famine’s wake, I’ll take my fill!
You tear each other limb from limb,
Now let the war for life begin!
Ensemble (Fighting, desperate and raw animalistic noises):
AHHHHH
Eli (counter melody, pleading, trying to help):
Stop this madness, there’s still a way!
We can end this fight today.
I’ve seen this before, the lives we’ve lost,
In war, there is always a cost...
War (laughing, triumphant):
No peace remains, no way back now!
You’ve let your hunger break your vow.
You crave the blood, you crave the fight,
Now let war reign through endless night!
Ensemble (frenzied, fighting for survival):
Take what you can, there’s nothing left!
We fight for food, we turn to theft!
No hope, no law, just endless strife,
We’ll burn it down to save our lives
Unnamed Solo 7 (Young Girl, terrified):
Why do they fight? Why do they scream?
Is this the end, or just a dream?
Unnamed Solo 8 (Old Man, gasping):
There’s nothing left, no peace, no land,
We crumble now under Wars’ hand.
Ensemble (building, reacting to War’s rise):
The fires burn, the blood runs deep,
The world is lost, no peace to keep!
War has come, the world undone,
We fall beneath the setting sun!
Pestilence (suddenly appearing, wild and unpredictable):
Now it’s my turn, a whisper, a cough,
I spread like sickness, it’s never enough.
A breath, a touch, the fever burns,
In this chaos, it’s my turn!
Ensemble (weaker, coughing, spreading illness):
The sickness spreads, the fever grows,
Our bodies weaken, the plague it shows.
Famine, war, and now disease,
We beg for mercy, beg for peace.
Naveen (counter melody, trying to stay positive- supporting a sick women):
Hold on, stay with me, it’s not the end,
There’s still a way we can defend.
Through the sickness, we must fight,
Keep the hope, keep your light…
Ava (weak, coughing):
Is it too late? Am I too far gone?
I fear the night, but I’ll hold on…
Pestilence (laughing, mocking):
You think there’s hope? Oh, what a lie!
The sickness comes, you’ll watch her die.
There’s no escape, no cure in sight,
I thrive in fear, I live in fright!
Ensemble (chaotic, panicked, turning on each other):
We burn the sick, we fear the plague,
We can’t be sure, there’s no delay!
The sickness spreads, War rages on,
The end is here, our hope is gone!
War (cruel, speaking for Famine almost brotherly):
She walked in silence, you gave her the throne,
Now I’ll speak for her, while you’re all alone.
You turned on yourselves, tore each other apart,
And now I rise, the war in your heart!
Ensemble (broken, overlapping, desperate):
The food is gone, the end’s begun,
We fight, we fall, with nowhere to run!
The sickness spreads, the fever’s high,
In their wake, we die, we die!
War and Pestilence (together, triumphant):
We ride, we reign, we bring the end,
No mercy, no hope to mend.
The world crumbles beneath our feet,
The living scream, while the rest are meat.
Ensemble (soft, terrified, fading):
The whispers grow louder,
as Death draws near…
Whispers of the end… (repeated in a fade)
War with Famine overlooking (soft, sinister)
From Hunger…
(fierce, echoing)
From Battle…
Pestilence (lingering over Naveen and his sister, Ava):
From sickness