Midnight Throne of Snow

Описание: Insipired by Ark Survival Evolved and Ascended , song is on the Lost Colony map, but there is a twist in it. You are a vampire.
Music made by Suno AI .
Website : https://suno.com/
Video made in: https://vizzy.io
Project by:Rashan

Lyrics:

Welcome… to the Lost Colony.
Where the moon bites… and the snow remembers.
We docked in silence, under needle skies,
A frozen gospel carved in northern ice.
This map is a coffin, white-lidded and wide,
Where footsteps are prayers and the brave ones hide.
Aurora like blood-stained lace overhead,
And every blue shadow pretends you’re dead.

The storm writes names on a glass-black sea,
A colony vanished—now it calls to me.
I taste the fear in the polar air…
do you feel it there?
Lost Colony—midnight throne of snow,
Where fangs of frost in the darkness glow.
New beasts kneel in the blizzard’s light,
And bosses wake for a lunar rite.
Hold your torch, hold your breath, hold your will—
Tonight, the ice drinks deeper still.

In white cathedrals… we bleed unseen,
The cold is a Count, and we are his dream.

Glacier spires like broken teeth,
Something crawls underneath, beneath.
New wings cut circles in winter’s throat,
New claws scratch runes in the tundra’s coat.
I hear their calls—like wolves in choirs,
Hunting the warmth of our dying fires.

The snowfield shivers, the ridge-line splits,
A thousand eyes in the frost-blue mist.
You feel that pull? That hungry chill?
It knows your name… it always will.

Lost Colony—midnight throne of snow,
Where fangs of frost in the darkness glow.
New beasts kneel in the blizzard’s light,
And bosses wake for a lunar rite.
Hold your torch, hold your breath, hold your will—
Tonight, the ice drinks deeper still.

I saw the ruins—silver bones in drifts,
Old flags frozen mid-surrender, stiff.
A diary sealed in a crystal tear,
Said “We built a kingdom… then fed it fear.”
Now every doorway is a mouth ajar,
And every lantern is a fallen star.

The cold has a crown—
The night has a kiss—
The map wants a sacrifice—
Don’t look into the abyss.

Lost Colony—midnight throne of snow,
Where fangs of frost in the darkness glow.
New beasts kneel in the blizzard’s light,
And bosses wake for a lunar rite.
Hold your torch, hold your breath, hold your will—
Tonight, the ice drinks deeper still.

We tracked new footprints—too clean, too straight,
Like soldiers marching beyond the gate.
A horn of ice in the mountain’s chest,
A heartbeat drumming beneath the rest.
Then—silence snapped like a brittle chain,
And something colossal spoke our pain.

One by one, the blizzard sings,
Calling forth the ancient kings.

A shadow rose from the cratered frost,
An Icebound Tyrant the colony lost.
Crown of rime, eyes like shattered moons,
It moved to the organ of distant dunes.
Then a second roar—through the storm it tore,
A crimson omen from the northern core.

Two bosses breathing the same cold vow,
They smell your blood—and they want it now.
Steel in your hands, faith in your heart—
Survive the night… or freeze apart.

Lost Colony—midnight throne of snow,
Where fangs of frost in the darkness glow.
New beasts kneel in the blizzard’s light,
And bosses wake for a lunar rite.
Hold your torch, hold your breath, hold your will—
Tonight, the ice drinks deeper still!

I am the Count of the arctic veil…
And I am the bride of the sleet-white gale…
We came for loot, for legend, for flame—
But the snow remembers every name…
So bite the dark, and carve your way,
Through freezing night to a blood-red day!

Lost Colony… you don’t let go.
You only… bury us slow.
In the ice… we echo…

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