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Lyrics
[Intro]
[Low drums]
[Pack voices gathering]
[Certain]
By ice
By fire
By blood remembered
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[Verse 1]
We were cubs in the frost
With red on our hands
We were hunters in smoke
With oaths on our tongues
We were judges at dusk
When the howl fell short
We were ghosts on the path
When the pack was torn
Blood Claw fire
Grey Hunter steel
Wolf Guard wrath
Long Fang will
Ancient dreams
Lone Wolf scars
All our names
Wherever we are
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[Pre-Chorus]
Not one voice
Not one claw
But the echo
Of every war
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[Chorus]
We are the Rout
Sons of Russ
Pack-born
War-bound
Unbroken
Unjust
By fang
By frost
By oath we stand
Many hearts
One command
We are the Rout
When the sky burns red
We do not ask
Who goes ahead
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[Verse 2]
Hearth-fire smoke
In the Fang’s old halls
Stories passed
Hand to scar
Hand to claw
Those who fell
Still run with us
Those who sleep
Still hear the call
We carry the young
We remember the old
We end what must end
When the tale is told
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[Bridge – Call and Response]
Voice: Who stands when worlds fall?
Chant: The Rout
Voice: Who howls in the void?
Chant: The Rout
Voice: Who carries the dead?
Chant: The Rout
Voice: Who answers Russ?
Chant: All of us
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[Chorus]
We are the Rout
Sons of Russ
Fang and fire
Ash and trust
No crown claimed
No knee bent
Only war
Only sent
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[Outro]
One pack
Many sagas
One howl
Across the stars
(quietly, unison)
We are the Rout
Details
GeneratedJan 31, 2026
Duration3:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
Epic Nordic war song. Mid-tempo march, deep drums, low horns, male choir chants, spoken lines. Dark, ritual, cinematic.
Credits
Prompt byVintageArt909
ModelAria v5
