The Black God

[Intro - Crushing, downtuned riffs. Slow drums like volcanic eruptions. Distant lava flows.]

Deep in the Battleground... where the earth burns eternal...
The Black God awakens... brother to the White...
Akantor... the Tyrant of Fire... consumes all.

[Verse 1 - Slow, monolithic, sludgy]

I am the Black God, brother to the White
Where Ukanlos freezes, I burn with endless might
My tusks can pierce the heavens, my jaw can crush the land
A demon of the volcano—you'll never understand
Obsidian-black carapace, jagged spikes along my spine
A compact face with crimson eyes—your end by my design
They call me the Tyrant of Fire, the scourge of the Battleground
Approach my lair without respect—I'll burn you down

[Pre-Chorus - Building weight]

MAGMA... (FLOWS!)
VOLCANO... (BLOWS!)
HUNTERS... (KNOWS!)
AKANTOR! BLACK GOD—NOW YOUR FEARS ROSE!

[Chorus]

AKANTOR! BLACK GOD OF THE FLAME!
AKANTOR! TUSKS THAT PIERCE AND MAIM!
AKANTOR! ROAR THAT SHAKES THE GROUND!
AKANTOR! FACING ME—YOUR SOUL IS FOUND!

[Verse 2 - Menacing, building dread]

My tusks are weapons made to fling you high up in the air
I'll catch you on the way back down—I don't have a care
My roar creates a vacuum wave that sucks the life from you
Dragon element courses through—there's nothing you can do
I crawl on all fours like a bear, a demon made of spite
My wind resistance means your flash bombs won't work tonight
I'm immune to poison, paralysis—nothing seems to phase
When Akantor enters rage, you're counting down your days

[Pre-Chorus 2]

TUSKS... (FLING!)
ROAR... (STING!)
LAVA... (BRING!)
AKANTOR! DEATH IS ON THE WING!

[Chorus]

AKANTOR! BLACK GOD OF THE FLAME!
AKANTOR! TUSKS THAT PIERCE AND MAIM!
AKANTOR! ROAR THAT SHAKES THE GROUND!
AKANTOR! FACING ME—YOUR SOUL IS FOUND!

[Bridge - Slows further, spoken word]

(Whispered over burning ambient drones)
They say I am Ukanlos's opposite...
The White God of Ice... the Black God of Fire...
...if we ever met on the same field...

THE WORLD WOULD BURN AND FREEZE AT ONCE.

[Verse 3 - Faster, but still heavy]

MY WEAKNESS IS MY CHEST, THE FLESH BETWEEN MY LEGS
HIT IT HARD WITH DRAGON, WATCH ME FALL AND BEG
BUT DON'T GET COCKY, HUNTER, I'LL RISE AGAIN WITH RAGE
ENRAGED, I'LL BREATHE FIRE LASERS—TURN THE FINAL PAGE
AKANTOR IS APEX OF THE BATTLEROAR'S HEAT
TIGREX, GRAVIOS, THEY ALL BOW TO MY FEET
I'M RANKED 16TH IN THE FRONTIER POLL
THE BLACK GOD LIVES—HELL IS MY GOAL

[Guitar Solo - Doom metal, heavy, volcanic, feedback-laden]

[Breakdown - Absolute crushing weight]

TUSK BREAK! (TWICE!)
CHEST WOUND! (PRICE!)
BACK SPIKE! (BREAK!)
TAIL SEVER! (CARVE AND TAKE!)
FLYING FLING! (HOMING!)
FIRE LASER! (ROAMING!)
DRAGON WAVE! (STUNNING!)
AKANTOR! NEVER RUNNING!

[Final Chorus - Maximum crushing weight]

AKANTOR!
BLACK GOD OF THE FLAME! (OF THE FLAME!)
AKANTOR!
TUSKS THAT PIERCE AND MAIM! (PIERCE AND MAIM!)
AKANTOR!
ROAR THAT SHAKES THE GROUND! (SHAKES THE GROUND!)
AKANTOR!
FACING ME—

[Outro - Fading]
...your soul is found.
The volcano sleeps...but I remain

Doom metal, sludge metal, Nerdcore, male