Elegy of the Slain - Studio-Quality AI Music Generator by Tangra AI

[Verse] Kick and thud, a heavy roll of tin drums beating like a war drum on the ground strings tearing at the resolvent air while kettle drums rattle on the floor [Verse 1] Red clay soil turns to red dust clay sticks to the boot, to the knee the ground is cracked beneath the weight of all the fallen, all the bone Gravel crunches under weight of steel a war machine that won't stop turning thunder crack rolls across the sky downpour soaking through the skin [Chorus] We stand amidst the dead and the dying fallen where the harvest used to be embers glow on broken charred wood ash and soot upon the face of war [Verse 2] Salt air hangs on scorched and smoldering leaves dry wind blows through the hanging wreckage heat shimmer warps the edge of vision sun-bleached bones in the drying field Heavier boots, a heavier tread through the mud, through the fields of gray roots of trees are torn and tangle overgrown with thorn and pain [Chorus] We stand amidst the dead and the dying fallen where the harvest used to be embers glow on broken charred wood ash and soot upon the face of war [Bridge] Male voice low: the battle ends Female voice rising: but the field remains Spoken: "We fought for nothing but the ground" Spoken: "Now we wait for winter's frost" Drums build, guitars rip, thunder cracks as the flood of war drums swells and breaks [Final Chorus] We stand amidst the dead and the dying fallen where the harvest used to be embers glow on broken charred wood ash and soot upon the face of warFrost on the bare branch slush between the toes vapor breath in the freezing air as the dead take hold of the soil Fields of the dead, fields of the dead fields of the dead fields of the dead (frozen ground)

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