[Intro – Spoken/shouted call, distant and echoing like a war horn over thunderous riffs]
Under the full moon, the old towers stand tall!
Iron gates groan open… hear the devil’s call!
Fog on the cobblestones, torches burn bright!
Headbangers Ball… begins… tonight!
[Verse 1 – Voice 1 (clean, melodic, deep tone)]
Leather and iron, chains whisper low,
Patched-up stories from roads we all know.
Painted faces and wild manes catch the moonlight’s gleam,
A thousand lost souls become one single scream.
[Verse 2 – Voice 2 (slightly higher, urgent)]
Fists to the heavens, the first riff ignites,
Drums shake the marrow, steal sorrows and nights.
Ground starts to tremble, the circle breaks wide,
Two walls of thunder with nothing to hide.
[Chorus – Both voices together, epic and sing-along]
Headbangers Ball! Where the broken feel whole!
Headbangers Ball! Where the wild hearts patrol!
We crash, we rise, we bleed, we fly…
Under one moon, we never die!
[Verse 3 – Voice 1]
The Wall of Death opens, two armies of grins,
They charge like old brothers, no hatred within.
Bodies collide, yet ten hands always wait,
To pull the fallen back into the fray.
[Verse 4 – Voice 2]
Mosh pits are whirlwinds of sweat, blood and joy,
Medieval battles where no one’s a toy.
Strangers to family in the blink of a chord,
Every bruise worn tomorrow as reward.
[Guitar Solo – Epic heavy, soaring melodic leads over crushing rhythm, building for 30-40 seconds, full of emotion and fire]
[Growl Breakdown – Low, guttural, both voices layered in harsh growls]
CRASH!
FALL!
RISE!
WE ARE THE STORM INSIDE!
BONES BREAK!
SOULS WAKE!
THIS IS OUR HOLY NIGHT!
HEADBANGERS… BALL!
[Final Chorus – Both voices, bigger, choir-like, slower and more majestic]
Headbangers Ball! Where the broken feel whole!
Headbangers Ball! Where the wild hearts patrol!
We crash, we rise, we bleed, we fly…
Under one moon… we never die!
[Outro – Voice 1 soft, then Voice 2 joins, fading with distant riffs]
Morning light finds us bruised but alive,
Carrying thunder in ears, fire in eyes.
Till the next full moon calls us back home…
Headbangers Ball… we’re never alone.
StormFire
