Crimson Runes of Fjordur

Описание: Insipired by Ark Survival Evolved and Ascended , song is on the Fjordur 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:


Night falls on Fjordur’s frozen crown…
Where runes bleed… and wolves wear kings.

I sail through blackened fjords where the cold lights pray,
Under aurora veils in a funeral display.
Stone-thrones of giants, pines like cathedral spears,
I taste the iron moon through a thousand years.
I taste the iron moon through a thousand years.
My cloak is storm-wind, my hunger is pure—
I am the shadow that Fjordur can’t cure.


Hear the ravens, ink on sky,
Odin’s breath where the dead don’t die.
Runic rivers, veins of night—
I drink the dark to see the light.

Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes,
Through crypts of ice and elder stones.
I am the vampire of the North,
Bound to realms by crimson oaths.
Teleport—through spheres I fall,
A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall.
Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me—
A Dracula crowned by mythic sea.


From redwood gloom to snowfield graves,
Through swamp-mist mouths where the darkness waves,
I stalk the cliffs where the sea-wraith sings,
And tame the night with leathered wings.
In volcanic breath, in crystal lair,
Even daylight shivers when I’m there.

Biomes like chapters, carved in bone,
Every path a bloodline, every stone a throne.
The world is a castle—wide and torn,
And I am its lord by dusk reborn.

Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes,
Through crypts of ice and elder stones.
I am the vampire of the North,
Bound to realms by crimson oaths.
Teleport—through spheres I fall,
A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall.
Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me—
A Dracula crowned by mythic sea.

In hollow hives where the honey rots,
I hear the buzzing like cursed thoughts.
The Bee Queen rises—golden plague,
A crown of stingers, a royal rage.
I bare my fangs, I break her swarm,
And drink the venom to stay warm.

Kneel, little monarch of wax and pain—
Your amber throne will burn again.
In Fjordur’s dusk, I carve my sign:
A vampire rune, a deathless line.

Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes,
Through crypts of ice and elder stones.
I am the vampire of the North,
Bound to realms by crimson oaths.
Teleport—through spheres I fall,
A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall.
Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me—
A Dracula crowned by mythic sea.

Two shadows circle, twin-eyed hate—
The Twin Wolves guard a frostbound gate.
Their teeth are legends, their breath is blight,
They tear through armor, they bite through night.
I whisper psalms in a northern tongue,
And the saga bleeds where the battle’s sung.
“I claim this realm—” (And speak its name—)

Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes,
Through crypts of ice and elder stones.
I am the vampire of the North,
Bound to realms by crimson oaths.
Teleport—through spheres I fall,
A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall.
Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me—
A Dracula crowned by mythic sea.

Between the spheres—I split the sky,
A coffin-ship where starlights die.
I step through rifts like chapel doors,
To secret realms and godless shores.
And in the deep… the oldest howl—
The legend wearing winter’s crown…

Fenrir! Chain-breaker, world-devourer,
Frost-teeth bloom like a midnight flower.
I face the giant of prophecy’s scar,
With vampire faith and a cursed black star.
If Ragnarok calls—then let it be,
I’ll drink the end and set it

Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes,
Through crypts of ice and elder stones.
I am the vampire of the North,
Bound to realms by crimson oaths.
Teleport—through spheres I fall,
A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall.
Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me—
A Dracula crowned by mythic sea.

On Fjordur’s ice… my shadow stays.
Immortal… in the northern haze.

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