Raven Cloaks Rising
Raw, deep Viking battle hymn praising the plumage of their people as warriors prepare for war. Dirty riffs, pounding war drums, tagelharpa, droning horns, thunderous bass, and dark group chants fuel the hype.
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Lyrics
[Intro]
[Verse]
In the cold, the wind howls and whispers,
Under the moon, we stand, ready for battles.
With axes sharp, and hearts bold and fierce,
We charge into night, where shadows reside.
[Verse]
Through the snow, we march with heavy feet,
Our spirits high, our courage complete.
With every step, the earth shakes below,
Our voices rise, in the silent void.
[Pre-chorus]
Tagelharpa sings, a mournful tune,
Droning horns echo, under the stormy moon.
Drums pound, like thunder in the night,
We are the chosen, in this endless fight.
[Chorus]
Rise, warriors, rise, let the battle begin!
With axes raised, let no fear within.
In the fire, we find our strength anew,
Together, we stand, till the end of the duel.
[Verse]
In the heat of the fight, we bleed and we fight,
No turning back, no time to quit.
With each swing, the enemy falls,
Our honor shines, in the blood-soaked walls.
[Pre-chorus]
Tagelharpa sings, a mournful tune,
Droning horns echo, under the stormy moon.
Drums pound, like thunder in the night,
We are the chosen, in this endless fight.
[Chorus]
Rise, warriors, rise, let the battle begin!
With axes raised, let no fear within.
In the fire, we find our strength anew,
Together, we stand, till the end of the duel.
[Chorus]
Rise, warriors, rise, let the battle begin!
With axes raised, let no fear within.
In the fire, we find our strength anew,
Together, we stand, till the end of the duel.
[Outro]
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