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[Intro]
[The battle stops. Heavy drums echo like distant footsteps. A low choir chants “Ah da da da ra…”beneath the king throughout song.]
Ah da da da ra…
Ah da da da ra…
Ah da da da ra…
[Verse 1]
[voice is calm, cold, and deep.]
So… this na your lightning?
This na the fire wey you boast?
You speak like a king…
But you bleed like every other man.
You call me coward because I no answer your tongue.
I answer you with power.
You wanted judgment…
Now taste am.
You challenge the throne.
The throne challenge you back.
Remember this pain…
Na pride bring you here.
[Pre-Chorus]
[Choir humming grows darker.]
Every storm get the day e break.
Every rebel meet the ground.
Hear the drums…
Hear the earth…
Ah da da da ra…
[Chorus]
My throne… still standing.
My crown… still shining.
My word… still law.
Your strength… now gone.
Ah da da da ra…
Bow before your king.
Ah da da da ra…
This na judgment sing.
[Verse 2]
[Slow, deliberate rhythm.]
Carry am.
Throw am down.
Let the darkness know him name.
Dust to dust…
Stone to stone…
Make the pit become him home.
No trumpet sound.
No tears today.
No hand go lift am from below.
The earth go swallow all him pride.
Let silence cover him cry.
[Pre-Chorus]
Deep below…
No more light.
Only shadows…
Only night.
Ah da da da ra…
[Chorus]
My throne… still standing.
My crown… still shining.
My word… still law.
Your strength… now gone.
Ah da da da ra…
Bow before your king.
Ah da da da ra…
This na judgment sing.
[Verse 3]
[Voice dips even deeper and lower, speaking-singing. The choir drops to a whisper.]
Look at you now…
Far beneath my feet.
The sky no belong to fallen sons.
Only kings fit touch the clouds.
Lift your eyes if you still fit see me.
This na the price of disobedience.
Punishment no be wickedness.
Punishment na justice.
I warn you.
I call you.
You choose rebellion.
Now… remain where your choices carry you.
[Dark Motif]
[The music nearly disappears. The king speaks over the choir.]
Ah da da da ra…
Ah da da da ra…
Ah da da da ra…
You hear that?
Na the sound…
Of a kingdom without mercy.
[Final Chorus]
[Full drums return. The king raises his sword as the choir chants behind him.]
My blade… forever.
My throne… forever.
My judgment… forever.
No rebel rise against the crown.
Ah da da da ra…
The earth don choose.
Ah da da da ra…
Justice done.
Ah da da da ra…
Ah da da da ra…
Details
GeneratedJul 21, 2026
Duration3:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark, slow, Epic Afrobeat musical, instrumental-driven with majestic, large choir, deep bass, cinematic, deep male.
Credits
Prompt by
Britz_77
Britz_77ModelAria v5.5
