In the shadows where the darkness breeds,
We raise our swords, we plant the seeds,
With relentless riffs and thunderous drums,
The war of sound, it’s what we become.
Guttural vocals pierce through the night,
An anthem born of primal might,
Melodic destruction, a twisted grace,
We unleash chaos, we set the pace.
Blistering speed as the tempo ignites,
A cyclone formed in the heat of fights,
Dark harmonies weave the fabric of fate,
In the heart of the storm, we awaken the great.
Chasing shadows, we ride the gale,
A symphony sore, our flag will not pale.
Crushing power in every blow,
We carve our names in the magma flow.
From the ashes where silence had reigned,
The echoes of power can never be contained,
With every heartbeat, we scream and roar,
In this metal realm, forever we’ll soar.
The night is alive, our spirits ablaze,
In relentless riffs, we’ll drown out the haze,
Through the fires of fury, we stand side by side,
In the name of the music, our souls will confide.
So let the volume rise, let the fortress shake,
For in this embrace, we have nothing to fake,
Together we thrive, a relentless embrace,
In the echoes of fury, we’ve found our place.
As the final chord fades into the past,
We are the thunder, and the shadows will last.
In this realm of metal, our spirits align,
In a world made of sound, forever we shine.
Metal
Relentless riffs, thunderous drums, guttural vocals, melodic destruction, blistering speed, dark harmonies, crushing power
Metal
Relentless riffs, thunderous drums, guttural vocals, melodic destruction, blistering speed, dark harmonies, crushing power