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Lyrics
[Intro]
[low khöömei drone]
Ho-or-hoo
Wind over bone-dry land
Drums in the distance
Names carved in sand
[Verse 1]
Born where the steppe meets the sky
Salt on his tongue
Iron in his eyes
Leather reins wrapped round his fist
Whole world small
Like a hunting list
He drank rivers, chased the dawn
Cold-night prince
Turned to a storm
Steel in the dark of his grip
Horses were his—ships
[Chorus]
Genghis rides, horizon splits
Horses were his ships (hey)
Wave on wave of dust and grit
Horses were his ships (ho-or)
Storm in fur, the earth he rips
Horses were his ships (hey)
From yurts to distant cliffs
Horses were his ships
[Verse 2]
Steppe-song hum in his throat
Old clan smoke
In a war-torn coat
Campfire sparks in his beard
Old gods smiled
When his rivals feared
Not for the sea or the docks
His ocean rolled
Under pounding hooves and rock
Every hoofbeat, iron kiss
Every raid, a blood-red myth
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[chanting gang vocals]
Row, row
Across the plain
Saddle as the prow
Reins as the chain
Row, row
Through dust and flame
No carved hull
Just a name, just a name
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Epic trap beat under raw Mongolian khöömei, deep drones and jaw harp textures. Verses ride a sparse, head-nod pocket; throat-sung hooks feel like war chants over booming low-end and sharp hi-hats. Big, echoing group shouts on the title line, with rugged male vocals front and center.
Credits
Prompt byEpicLoop876
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Khöömei music with trap beat
Song about the exploits of ghengis khan, the original viking, horses were his ships
