Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boot prints in the cinder
On the chapel steps
I wore my father's iron
Till it cut my breath
Salt on broken fingers
Blood on linen snow
Every door I trusted
Learned to let me go
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the hollow call
From the buried road
I won't kneel again
I won't carry stone
[Chorus]
Pale ash halls
Call my name
Pale ash halls
I burn the same
Hold the line
Break the chain
Pale ash halls
Call my name
[Verse 2]
Wolves in the orchard
Under winter fruit
I saw the moon get shattered
In a child's mute
You kept your oath in silence
I kept mine in scars
Now the ridge is bleeding
And the north still hard
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the hollow call
From the buried road
I won't kneel again
I won't carry stone
[Chorus]
Pale ash halls
Call my name
Pale ash halls
I burn the same
Hold the line
Break the chain
Pale ash halls
Call my name
[Bridge]
[Half-time]
Beneath the ribs of ruin
There is one last spark
I followed it through frost bite
I followed it through dark
[Chorus]
Pale ash halls
Call my name
Pale ash halls
I burn the same
Hold the line
Break the chain
Pale ash halls
Call my name
Details
GeneratedMay 8, 2026
Duration4:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
Melodic death metal in a driving mid-fast gallop with low B tuned riffing, twin-lead harmonies, and punchy double-kick momentum; verse rides serrated palm-muted guitars and bass grit, pre-chorus opens to soaring leads, chorus hits with stacked gang shouts and a wide melodic lift, bridge slows to a crushing half-time climb before the final solo surge. Harsh male vocals with layered octave doubles, shouted hook echoes, and brief clean harmony tails; fret squeals, cymbal swells, and a sudden stop-start break before the last chorus. Bright, aggressive, and epic in the mix., melodic death metal, low
Credits
Prompt by
Fatsuperfly
FatsuperflyModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Tune the guitar to a low B standard 6 string. Melodic death metal, not modern early 2000s
