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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Death angel wings
Cut the smoke
Sword hissing fire
At the throat
Wreathing its pain
Around my hands
The butcher smiles
And marks the land
Cold iron vows
Under skin
Premeditated
Let it begin
[Pre-Chorus]
At the stoke of three
I hear it call
Witching hour breath
On the wall
The dark comes near
Step by step
A loaded curse
A perfect debt
[Chorus]
Witching hour
Witching hour
The blade wakes up
Witching hour
Witching hour
The black sky cracks
(black sky cracks)
I hear the chain
I hear the fall
Witching hour
It takes them all
[Verse 2]
Unfathomable horror
In a grin
Ash on the tongue
And blood on the sin
The lantern dims
The door swings wide
A thousand lies
March side by side
I know that shape
I know that sound
The butcher's steps
Are heavy now
[Pre-Chorus]
At the stoke of three
No prayers stay
The floor goes cold
The saints all fade
A red line drawn
Across the stone
And every soul
Feels the bone
[Chorus]
Witching hour
Witching hour
The blade wakes up
Witching hour
Witching hour
The black sky cracks
(black sky cracks)
I hear the chain
I hear the fall
Witching hour
It takes them all
[Bridge]
Raise the wings
Raise the steel
Let the dark
Show what is real
When three bells ring
I don't run
I face the mouth
Of the undone
[Final Chorus]
Witching hour
Witching hour
The blade wakes up
Witching hour
Witching hour
The black sky cracks
(black sky cracks)
I hear the chain
I hear the fall
Witching hour
It takes them all
Details
GeneratedApr 24, 2026
Duration4:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blackened metal with a driving double-kick pulse and mid-tempo gallop; verse rides chugging guitars and tom hits, pre-chorus opens with tremolo rises and stacked gang shouts, chorus hits in half-time with huge unison vocals. Growled lead voice with shouted doubles, eerie octave harmonies, reversed cymbal swells, and a cold cavernous mix with sharp high-end bite.
Credits
Prompt by
General_Nemecyst
General_NemecystModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Death angel wings and the sword hissing fire wreathing its pain the butcher begins to unleash the darkness and unfathomable horror premeditated murder upon the stoke of 3 to the clock at Witching hour
