In shadows deep where nightmares dwell,
An iron roar wakes the silent shell,
Through the clash of thunder, the banished rise,
Warped souls awakened, beneath blood-red skies.
Echoes of a world that once was whole,
The void stretches wide, devouring the soul,
In the grip of decay, time's cruel embrace,
Haunting specters dance in the forgotten space.
Steel meets flesh, the battle cries sound,
With every swing, the lost are unbound,
Eldritch flames burn away the past,
Ashes of memories, fading too fast.
Chained to the sorrow, forever confined,
Rising from ashes, the rebirth aligned,
In the chaos of war, we find our strength,
As echoes of rebellion go to great lengths.
The iron roar thunders, a call to the brave,
From the void we summon, the strength we save,
Together we clash, side by side we stand,
Creating a legacy, forged by our hand.
Though decay may linger, and shadows might grow,
We rise from the darkness, from the depths below,
Bound by the fire that burns in our hearts,
Together we conquer, never torn apart.
The echoes will fade but our spirits will soar,
In legends we'll linger, forever more,
With iron in our veins, we'll never back down,
In the roar of the abyss, our victory is found.
Metal
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