In the heart of the storm, where the shadows lay,
Thunderous riffs collide, tearing night from day.
With an unholy roar, the truth starts to bleed,
Scorching solos ignite, releasing the creed.
Guttural screams of the fallen call,
Echo through the void, we rise or we fall.
Relentless drums pound like a war drum’s heart,
Each beat a reminder we’re torn apart.
From chaos we craft our twisted design,
Dark melodies whisper, unveiling the shadowed line.
Brutal intensity fuels the fight within,
As the power surges under timeless skin.
A tempest of sound, we welcome the night,
With every clash of steel, we claim our right.
The fire in our veins will never fade,
With the strength of a legion, we’ll never be swayed.
Chained by the past, in the silence we thrived,
But now with chaos unleashed, once more are we alive.
Through the blistering storm, our spirits ascend,
Bound by the music, together we’ll mend.
Forged in the madness, we stand free and tall,
The echoes of thunder, the sound of our call.
In this brutal existence, forever we roam,
Through the power of metal, we always find home.
As the final notes fade into the air,
We’ll rise from the ashes, embrace beyond despair.
In the unforgiving night, we will ever ignite,
Together in harmony, we conquer the fight.
Metal
Thunderous riffs, scorching solos, guttural screams, relentless drums, dark melodies, brutal intensity, chaotic power
Metal
Thunderous riffs, scorching solos, guttural screams, relentless drums, dark melodies, brutal intensity, chaotic power