Tuskfall

Описание: ​(Intro: A slow, heavy beat of massive hide drums. Each hit echoes like it’s in a deep mountain hall. A low, guttural throat-singing hum builds into a sudden, explosive guitar riff.)
​(Verse 1 - The Herald of the Pit)
The old king sits on a throne of rust,
Turning our glory into heaps of dust!
His tusk is cracked and his eyes are dim,
The spirit of the Nox has forgotten him!
We don’t follow blood, we follow the blade,
And the price of the crown is finally paid!
​(Pre-Chorus - The Rising Horde)
(Chanted rhythmically)
IRON! LEATHER! BLOOD! BANE!
WHO WILL END THE OLD MAN’S REIGN?
(The music swells with dark orchestral brass)
The shadows are hungry, the ancestors wait,
To see who will open the Iron Gate!
​(Chorus - Massive Orcish Choir)
FOR THE CLEAVING OF THE TUSK!
FROM THE SUN TO THE FINAL DUSK!
THE OLD SKULLS CRACK, THE NEW SKULLS RISE!
A RED DAWN BURNS BEFORE OUR EYES!
NO TIME FOR RITUAL, NO TIME FOR PRAYER!
THE CHIEFTAIN’S BLOOD WILL SOON BE THERE!
ORCISH AMBITION, FIERCE AND BOLD!
A NEW WAR STORY TO BE TOLD!
​(Verse 2 - The Duel)
Step to the circle, let the steel speak loud,
Before the ghosts of the warrior crowd!
One tusk for the earth, one tusk for the sky,
Only the strongest has the right to not die!
He’s heavy and slow, he’s lived for too long,
The rhythm of the clan needs a faster song!
​(Bridge - The "Breakdown" of Power)
(The music slows into a crushing, sludge-metal breakdown)
SHATTER! (The sound of a bone snapping)
SCATTER! (The sound of armor hitting the floor)
THE CROWN IS COLD!
THE NEW IS BOLD!
(A soaring, virtuosic electric lute solo shredded like a metal guitar)
​(Final Chorus - Maximum Aggression)
FOR THE CLEAVING OF THE TUSK!
FROM THE SUN TO THE FINAL DUSK!
THE OLD SKULLS CRACK, THE NEW SKULLS RISE!
A RED DAWN BURNS BEFORE OUR EYES!
NO TIME FOR RITUAL, NO TIME FOR PRAYER!
THE CHIEFTAIN’S BLOOD WILL SOON BE THERE!
ORCISH AMBITION, FIERCE AND BOLD!
A NEW WAR STORY TO BE TOLD!
​(Outro: The massive war drums take over, fading into a single, deep, guttural growl: "HAIL.")