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Hellfire
04:40
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Djinn of the underworld, Master of infernal blaze,
Casting all to the searing maw,
Who are caught within his fiery gaze!
No life on the barren path, Where walks the Lord of Flames,
Only ash and cinder left,
In the glowing wasteland that remains!
Through fire reborn,
Searing as the air ignites and heaven's scorched on twisted horns
Lord of Embers,
Tinder to inferno,
In the everlasting hellfire we burn
Let the earth be turned to ash, for our blades are made of steel,
Our will burns a brighter flame,
And we'll breath our last before we yield!
Few left to oppose the blaze, upon the pyre where the fallen stands,
Grant us strength to see the dawn,
And the day he bows to our command!
Through fire reborn,
Searing as the air ignites and heaven's scorched on twisted horns
Lord of Embers,
Tinder to inferno,
In the everlasting hellfire we burn
Seared flesh and molten iron,
Scorched hands that deny their fate,
Let our souls meet the demon's claws or with bodies broken be crushed beneath the weight
In deepest chambers,
We fight within the eerie glow
Until our bodies lay charred and black
In pyroclastic flow,
If Hell can stand before us,
And we hold still our blade,
We can last the dying light,
Lest our courage fall and our honour be betrayed!
Through fire reborn,
Searing as the air ignites and heaven's scorched on twisted horns
Lord of Embers,
Tinder to inferno,
In the everlasting hellfire we burn
WE BURN!
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2. |
Diamond Dust
07:18
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Gaze upon the crystal realm,
Spellbound to enchanted kingdom,
Forgotten land of frost and snow,
(Where rivers freeze and cold winds blow)
Peaks upon a diamond fortress,
Jewels within a frozen crown,
Those icy spires rise as monoliths
From the permafrost below!
Her will unbound,
Her hand extends,
A glimpse of beauty as the freezing wind descends.
Cold her anger, swift her vengeance,
Freezing hearts within their chest,
Snowbound and buried as the countless graves,
Of the souls she lays to rest!
Let every thrall,
Her will entice,
Slaves to resplendent Queen upon a throne of ice!
Let frozen blades be held aloft unto the snowfall,
Flash of steel to pierce the sky,
Blazing t'ward the evenfall,
With fires burning, may our souls,
Defy the creeping grasp of winter madness,
Until the blood runs cold,
Fade not b'fore the light is gone,
Nor wither when the night takes hold.
A burning sky,
Upon its descent,
Light passing crystal fall,
A frozen veil from Heaven sent.
A thousand souls, t'ward her drawn,
No one to light your path,
Nor hear your prayers to see the dawn.
Lost in the snowfall,
A world is still, beneath her frozen hand.
No dawn can stay the wintry bite,
Nor break the grey to reach,
The ground to which her hands benight.
Spoils of the light will be undone,
Flash of untempered gaze,
That gleams as ice beneath the winter sun.
Cold wreath enshrines the queen,
Of Ice,
And Diamond Dust.
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3. |
Five Hundred Years Later
05:29
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As steel once swamped forgotten names
And blackened smoke eclipsed the sun
So too can Gaia heal the wound
Just as she once was over run
Each spire begets an open grave
A ruined shrine to lucidity
Sepulchral glimpses of the past
That reach out from the shallow sea
Forgotten pillars of the earth
Ruins of a lost age granting shelter to the seeds of our rebirth
As Empires Fall
Old Gods will drop upon their knees
Before the dawn of a new age
Frozen in time
Their severed hands are numb
They are forgotten and fading away
Such foolish children to believe
Their mother's blood is theirs to burn
Won't see their walls prevent her march
But serve to welcome her return
How fragile sits a throne of kings
When echoes sweep its empty halls
How hollow seem the spoils of man
When Heaven falls
As Empires Fall
Old Gods will drop upon their knees
Before the dawn of a new age
Frozen in time
Their severed hands are numb
They are forgotten and fading away
Here lies the seat of the corrupt
The vein pursuit of man
Inscribed beneath the rust
Here lies the stronghold of the damned
Those kings now left with naught
But empty shells that rise up from the dust
As Empires Fall
Old Gods will drop upon their knees
Before the dawn of a new age
Frozen in time
Their severed hands are numb
They are forgotten and fading away
Scorn
Those mortal born
Forgotten ghosts
Whose glory slips away
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4. |
Rose of May
06:31
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Cold-blooded keeper of the Empire
Merciless swordsman with heart to Royal family chained
No man or infant shall remain unsilenced
If their departure by the Queen's hand is ordained
The Royal command
Not hers to question
Only enforce if not to understand
The men that fall
Leave naught for sorrow
Never weighed down by their blood on her hands
Let not you disgrace, Alexandrian pride
For fierce is the blade that has long been her guide
The sword does not question, but can only obey
With intent unchastised as the roses of May
None alive can meet her arm in battle
One sword alone enough to slay a hundred men
To stand before her is to taste the Empire's blade
To fall before the Queen and never rise again
Lost are the men, who oppose her crusade
For corrupt are the hands in control of her Blade
Let not her devotion, be led so astray
For her passion grows wild as the roses of May
Cries from the darkness
Through the streets still resound
What blood lust is still left in longing
When their innocent blood covers the ground?
Fear not her grace, or the fire in her stare
For fear is the gateway of hate and despair
Fear for her masters, lest they her betray
For her anger burns bright as the roses of May
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5. |
The Sword Collector
06:52
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Hands to your hilts, there is something amiss here
I feel the burn of malevolent eyes
Tang in the air of a blood oiled weapon
Cold thrill burns through me, get ready to fight!
My blood runs cold as I peer through the darkness
Waiting to see who appears in the night
Stand firm stand tall, we will bolster our courage
As we make ready to go to the fight
What arcane masquerade
Feigns likeness to that holy blade?
A thousand worlds could reveal not one so bright!
No man could dull my lust
Nor years of blood and sweat and dust
Could ever still my heart whilst The Fourth remains in sight!
The shadows dance before us
Blood red, the night
Whilst he would chose to stand alone
Together we fight!
Embrace the fires of battle
Coursing through your flesh
We'll stand our ground or die as one tonight!
Gilgamesh!
Crouched in the dark we're awaiting our fortune
What will become of our souls on this night?
No matter what comes I'll stand by you my brothers
Shoulder to shoulder we'll enter the fight
More heroes forced to kneel
Before my sanguine dance of steel
Mighty swords 'neath which an army fell!
To face again my will denied
Would tear apart the world's divide
And in failure evermore shall this rift be where I dwell!
The shadows dance before us
Blood red, the night
Whilst he would chose to stand alone
Together we fight!
Embrace the fires of battle
Coursing through your flesh
We'll stand our ground or die as one tonight!
Gilgamesh!
Stand your ground
May the primals bless these warriors honour bound
Still your heart
Until in victory's triumph stand or to the other side depart
How our swords are ablaze!
Never wanton or free
But in battle are we
Ever longing the day
When the fire in your heart finds your blade!
The shadows dance before us
Blood red, the night
Whilst he would chose to stand alone
Together we fight!
Embrace the fires of battle
Coursing through your flesh
We'll stand our ground or die as one tonight!
Gilgamesh!
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6. |
Starlight Song
06:16
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Cold steel and dragon song
Bespeak a mournful battle cry
As fires of a holy war
Tear through the sky
Our lives, the battleground
Broken, lost and left to die
Cursed by the endless war
That our hearts deny
'Neath cloaks of crimson
On starlit night
A chosen few would brave the Winter's bite
We'll see their legend
Lives ever on
When every soul by this pyre hears our starlight song
Cold days and hopeless nights
For those of loss and famine born
Sheltered in shattered streets
From battle torn
Still from the ruins rise
A few toward the helpless drawn
Who walk forbidden paths
Their only wish that we may see the dawn
'Neath cloaks of crimson
On starlit night
A chosen few would brave the Winter's bite
We'll see their legend
Lives ever on
When every soul by this pyre hears our starlight song
The pallid ground, a deathly white
In frigid air, 'neath freezing stars
Those broken hearts
Still pray for shelter from the fading light
Lost in the darkness
Within the thrall
Of Winter
And drawn by the light of your flame
Saint of the weaver
Your knights will stand eternal
Flames in the cold night
In scarlet cloaks veiled
We'll keep the fires burning in your name
'Neath cloaks of crimson
On starlit night
A chosen few would brave the Winter's bite
We'll see their legend
Lives ever on
When every soul by this pyre hears our starlight song.
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Starforger Leicester, UK
Starforger is a two man passion project, pitting death metal aggression against hook-laden riffs and sweeping orchestration, all set to an epic fantasy backdrop.
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