Prompt / Lyrics
[intro] Uh uh uh Uh uh Uh uh uh Uh uh Oooooooh [scream] AAAAGGGGGHHHHHH SPILL THE BLOOD [verse1] Sitting on the stone sharpening my battle axe Passing around flowers knitted in vine Following our insisters in their blood filled tracks Every war we fight feeling calluses build in my spine So while we lie on our painted mats Ready for battle Prepared for death For every step We call from horns Once we reach the shores Bone will break flesh torn Witness the flood When we spill the blood [SCREAM] SPILL THE BLOOD [BREAKDOWN] [chorus] When the sun turns black and the rain falls hard Taste of iron, turning the dirt to rust Returning from the curtains of death Reaching the clouds where we refresh We are sent forward past the choirs Singing sad skals, and victories from dawn Turn into blood songs Spill the Spill the Spill the [SCREAM] SPILL THE BLOOD mmmmmmrrrrr AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH SPILL THE BLOOD [BREAKDOWN] [verse2] The air turns sour and my mouth filled with blood The dirt in my eyes dry and curdled My roots run deep the road I’m on Where the effects are steep Doesn’t matter how long it takes Soon enough they all break I burry you shallow and leave a stake Rip the skies from Valkyries filling the killing field with misery So prepare for the flood This is where I spill the blood [chorus] When the sun turns black and the rain falls hard Taste of iron, turning the dirt to rust Returning from the curtains of death Reaching the clouds where we refresh We are sent forward past the choirs Singing sad skals, and victories from dawn Turn into blood songs [drum build up] [SCREAM] SPILL THE BLOOD [guitar solo] [outro] [female choir] Halls filled with shadows Where legends used to sit All the covered crying ladies Screaming the names they miss The sword drips with blood From the ones we love Driven to the gallows By unfamiliar fellows [whisper] Tip the cup Free the troubled And Spill the blood [SCREAM] SPILL THE BLOOD AAAGGHHHHH [tension break] [music slows] [chorus] When the sun turns black and the rain falls hard Taste of iron, turning the dirt to rust Returning from the curtains of death Reaching the clouds where we refresh We are sent forward past the choirs Singing sad skals, and victories from dawn Turn into blood songs Spill the blood
Tags
orchestral battle music,war drums,alt-metal,Viking war music,screams,angelic voice,dark,fight music,violin,male,choir
Duration
6:31
Instrumental
No
Created
4/2/2026