Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Frost on the steel in my hand Breath turns to ghosts in the air Snowline marked by fallen shields Red on the white everywhere Cold wind carves your name in my lungs Drums in my chest start to pound I grip the hilt till my knuckles crack One voice rising over the sound [Chorus] Wolves at my heel I run toward the thunder (hey!) Steel in my fist I tear through the fear I feel If the sky falls black I’ll drag back the hunger I don’t back down Wolves at my heel [Verse 2] First clash The earth starts to shake Face to scarred face in the storm Iron screams and armor splits Fire where the courage was warm They circle close Teeth in the dark Breath on my neck Heavy Hot I taste the dirt Then I stand again Swear I give everything I’ve got [Chorus] Wolves at my heel I run toward the thunder Steel in my fist I tear through the fear I feel If the sky falls black I’ll drag back the hunger I don’t back down Wolves at my heel [Bridge] Blades get heavy Lungs burn dry Every strike feels twice as high Every step A mountain wall Still I rise Still I don’t fall (oh!) Hear them howl They want me tired Teeth and terror Rage and fire I bare my throat to call their bluff I am the storm I am enough [Chorus] Wolves at my heel I run toward the thunder Steel in my fist I tear through the fear I feel If the sky falls black I’ll drag back the hunger I don’t back down Wolves at my heel [Outro] Last one kneels Drops rust to the ground Snow drinks the noise Swallows the sound I raise my sword to the pale gray sun Wolves fall silent The battle’s done
Tags
rock, Stormy Nordic rock with male vocals, double-time drums that grow more complex each section. Gritty distorted rhythm guitars lock to a galloping bass; tom-heavy patterns and gang shouts enter as the battle escalates. Chorus explodes with stacked warrior chants, high lead guitar answering the vocal hook. Final section modulates up, cymbal wash and reverb tail riding out like a wind over the battlefield.
Duration
4:47
Instrumental
No
Created
2/24/2026