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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ash in the beards of the chosen
Blood on the bark of the oaks
We carve old names into iron
We breathe that blackened smoke
Bare feet on frozen granite
Teeth bared
Ready to break
Drums in the gut like thunder
Rage in the riverbed veins
[Chorus]
Crushing stone gods
’Til the altar cracks
Hear the old world
Screaming back
Raise your scars
Like a burning flag
Crushing stone gods
Let the idols drag
[Verse 2]
Skulls hang low from the branches
Ravens map out our roads
Firelight stains on our faces
Truth in the weight of the blows
We don’t bow down to their pamphlets
We don’t kneel under their threads
Our law is steel and splinters
Our choir
The waking dead (hey!)
[Chorus]
Crushing stone gods
’Til the altar cracks
Hear the old world
Screaming back
Raise your scars
Like a burning flag
Crushing stone gods
Let the idols drag
[Bridge]
Old tongue
On a bitten lip
Old oaths
In a tightening grip
If fear is a crown
We’re cutting the cord
If faith is a chain
We’re breaking the lord
[Chorus]
Crushing stone gods
’Til the altar cracks
Hear the old world
Screaming back
Raise your scars
Like a burning flag
Crushing stone gods
Crushing stone gods
Crushing stone gods
Let the idols drag
Details
GeneratedMar 22, 2026
Duration3:27
LanguageTL
Style
metal, Huge modern pagan metal: drop-tuned guitars with relentless palm-muted chugs, double-kick bursts, and a wall of stacked rhythm tracks. Male vocals that roar in the verses and soar in the chorus, with gang shouts on key lines. Lead guitar carves out a minor-key, folk-tinged melody; tom-heavy drums and low choirs drive a ritualistic, warlike energy arc., loud, deep
Credits
Prompt by
Evolutionhitz
EvolutionhitzModelAria v5
Prompt
Crushing pagan heavy metal, palm muted cords, loud, deep
