Roll For the Damned

(Verse 1: The Descent)
Sky turns purple, the nautiloid screams,
A parasite crawls through the fabric of dreams.
From the pods to the deck, we’re a choir of the damned,
Tossed from the Hells to a sun-scorched sand.
Lae’zel’s got the steel, Shadowheart’s got the box,
We’re ticking time bombs on the jagged rocks.
Every heartbeat’s a gamble, every breath is a debt,
The Absolute’s calling, but we ain't dead yet!
(Chorus: Bardic Metal Core)
THROUGH THE FIRE, THROUGH THE FRAY,
FORGE YOUR SOUL IN THE BALDUR’S WAY!
A CRITICAL HIT OR A FEAST FOR THE CROWS,
ONLY THE SHADOW OF THE ELDER BRAIN KNOWS!
RAISE THE LUTE, SWING THE BLADE,
IN THE BLOOD OF THE GODS, OUR DEBTS ARE PAID!
(Verse 2: The Shadow-Curse)
Step into the dark where the shadows have teeth,
With a moon-lantern flickering, death underneath.
Ketheric is looming, a general of bone,
Sitting high on a hollowed-out, necrotic throne.
One slip of the tongue, one roll of the die,
And the world that we promised starts saying goodbye.
It’s cinematic chaos, it’s a beautiful mess,
Winning’s a high, but we’re addicted to the stress!
(Bridge: Rap Flow - Fast & Aggressive)
Rap it up, pack it up, Orin’s in the walls,
Gortash is pulling the strings in the halls.
Steel Watchers marching, the city’s on fire,
Are you a savior or a cold-blooded liar?
The tadpole is pulsing, it’s eating your mind,
Leaving the ghost of your mercy behind.
Karlach is burning, Astarion’s free,
But the price of the crown is a soul-shattering fee!
(Guitar & Lute Solo: High-speed shredding mixed with folk melodies)
(Verse 3: The Endgame)
The High Hall is crumbling, the dragon descends,
This is the moment where the odyssey ends.
Whether we’re mind flayers lost in the deep,
Or heroes with promises we finally keep.
The brain is a titan, the sky is a tomb,
We’re dancing a jig in the center of doom!
(Chorus: Bardic Metal Core)
THROUGH THE FIRE, THROUGH THE FRAY,
FORGE YOUR SOUL IN THE BALDUR’S WAY!
A CRITICAL HIT OR A FEAST FOR THE CROWS,
ONLY THE SHADOW OF THE ELDER BRAIN KNOWS!
RAISE THE LUTE, SWING THE BLADE,
IN THE BLOOD OF THE GODS, OUR DEBTS ARE PAID!
(Outro)
(Heavy breakdown)
THE FATE.
THE DIE.
IS. CAST.
(Fade out with a single, haunting lute chord and the sound of a d20 rolling on stone)

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