In the shadows, where the lost souls dwell,
Haunting melodies weave a potent spell.
Thunderous drums pound like the fists of fate,
Crushing riffs tear through the veil of hate.
Raw energy surges, igniting the night,
With guttural depth, we embrace the fight.
Eerie soundscapes cradle whispers of doom,
An unyielding aggression that shatters the gloom.
We march through the darkness, a legion of steel,
Voices of chaos, no longer concealed.
The ground shakes beneath us, we rise from the deep,
Awakening forces that never will sleep.
With every heartbeat, the echoes resound,
Rising like a tempest, we're lost yet unbound.
A symphony painted in shades of despair,
Each note a reminder of how much we bear.
In the fire of sorrow, our spirits will soar,
United in fury, together we roar.
The night will remember the sound of our wrath,
As we carve our existence, the aftermath.
So let the thunder roll, let the darkness creep,
For in the abyss, our secrets we keep.
The haunting melodies fade into the ether,
Yet the echoes of our battle will never wither.
Now we stand as one, amidst the inferno,
With every breath, the depths we will show.
In unity, we rise, fierce as the tempest's kiss,
And in the end, we find solace in this abyss.
Metal
Haunting melodies, thunderous drums, crushing riffs, raw energy, guttural depth, eerie soundscapes, unyielding aggression