Screeching riffs pierce through the night,
Echoes of chaos, an electrifying fright.
Bone-crushing bass and thunderous blows,
The pulse of destruction, the power it shows.
Under the surface, a sinister growl,
Melodic darkness, where the shadows howl.
Brutal rhythms pounding, relentless, torn,
A symphony of violence, where legends are born.
In the depths of fury, a fire ignites,
Raw ferocity dances with long-lost sights.
Each chord a dagger, each beat a knife,
We traverse the abyss, breathing metal life.
Grit and passion carve the night,
Heightened senses as we take flight.
An orchestra of anguish, a tale untold,
In the grip of madness, we find the bold.
Screams blend sweetly, a haunting refrain,
A vessel of darkness wrapped in disdain.
As we stand together, hearts pounding sore,
Embracing the chaos, longing for more.
But in the end, the climactic release,
The violent intensity finally finds peace.
Through the shadows, we rise, we mend,
In this darkened symphony, we find our end.
Metal
Screeching riffs, bone-crushing bass, violent intensity, melodic darkness, sinister growls, brutal rhythms, raw ferocity