[Intro]
Deep in the Rotten Vale... where the coral rains down death...
The Third Fleet saw me once... then drew their final breath...
[Verse 1]
They sent their hunters down to track the source of the decay
I was buried in the bone piles when they found me that day
Silver scales beneath the rot, bioluminescent gleam
The yellow spots along my head? Not my eyes—that's just a dream
My double jaw's a deep-sea gift, the fangs are razor-sharp
They thought they knew what dragons were—I hit 'em like a harp
Of flesh and fear and fungus clouds that halve your max HP
The Research Commission's notes just say: "Don't let it breathe. Just flee."
[Pre-Chorus]
The effluvium builds... in your lungs... in your blood...
The bacteria calls... from the mud... from the flood...
[Chorus]
VAAL HAZAK! The flesh that walks!
I wear the dead like armor plate!
VAAL HAZAK! The corpse that talks!
I'll cut your life bar down to eight!
Eat a nulberry if you can—
The cleanser booster's on cooldown!
I am the ruler of the Vale!
The sickest dragon in this town!
[Verse 2]
I don't even need to eat—the miasma feeds me first
I soak it from the Girros herds, I quench that bacterial thirst
Odogaron thinks he's tough, the apex of the vale?
I throw his fanged wyvern ass and watch his red fur turn pale
The dragons before Nergigante? Teostra? Kushala?
They've got their flashy elements—I've got necromancy, ha!
I raise the dead, I send them in, I drain them back again
The symbiotic cycle makes me stronger than those ten
[Bridge]
The name means "Hall of the Slain"...
Valhalla's fungal son...
The hazard in the haze...
The hunt that can't be won...
[Solo]
[Pre-Chorus 2]
They break my fangs... they cut my tail... they think they've won the round...
But when I charge the effluvium... I'm taking them all down...
[Chorus]
VAAL HAZAK! The flesh that walks!
I wear the dead like armor plate!
VAAL HAZAK! The corpse that talks!
I'll cut your life bar down to eight!
Eat a nulberry if you can—
The cleanser booster's on cooldown!
I am the ruler of the Vale!
The sickest dragon in this town!
[Outro]
Arch-tempered! Blackveil spores!
I'll cover all the ancient forest floors!
Miasma resistance? That's cute, I guess—
BUT NOTHING SAVES YOU FROM THIS MESS!
(Feedback... then silence...)
...Nulberry...
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