Whispers in the shadows, where nightmares tend to dwell,
A dark atmosphere enfolds, casting spells of chaos,
Explosive drums are pounding, like thunder from the hell,
With guttural power rising, we break free from the loss.
The air is thick with tension, a storm about to break,
Chaotic riffs erupting, like demons on the chase,
Searing distortion biting, every note a razor quake,
Haunting melodies haunting, shadows dance in twisted grace.
Feel the fire igniting within the core of rage,
Clashing forces beckon, no solace for the weak,
Melodic fury surges, we forge a thunder's page,
In this tempest of creation, find the strength we seek.
Eyes wide shut to madness, we embrace the dark embrace,
With voices intertwined, weaving tales of fate and strife,
Through the hellish chaos, we find our sacred space,
In the echoes of our past, we reclaim our shattered life.
As the energy surrounds us, alive with every breath,
We laugh in the face of sorrow, as the storm begins to fade,
With guttural power flowing, conquering fear and death,
Into the abyss we ride, in the melody we've made.
Now the silence falls around us, with peace we'll never find,
But we bask in the aftermath, of fury and of pain,
For within the heart of darkness, a symphony designed,
Resonates forever more, in this metal's sweet refrain.
Metal
Dark atmosphere, explosive drums, chaotic riffs, guttural power, haunting melodies, searing distortion, melodic fury