Age of steel and fire

Age of steel and fire

@Антон Васьков

metal, Chaotic death metal with alternating guttural and high-fry screams over tremolo-picked guitars and relentless blast beats; sudden half-time stomps accent key lyrics. Guitars tuned low with dissonant intervals, bass grinding in unison, drums shifting between hurricane blasts and stomping war-grooves. Vocals trade low growls and piercing shrieks on call-and-response lines, with group shouts on the hook for maximum pit energy., strong, death metal

66 26.01.2026
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Текст песни

[Intro] Riffs roar like thunder, In the chaos of the modern world order. Shadows of war loom large, The fate of nations hangs in the balance. [Verse 1] In the age of steel and fire, Where power is a game of desire. Empires rise, empires fall, In the dance of death, they all will crawl. The winds of conflict tear the sky, Seeds of hatred spread so high. No mercy, no grace, no light, Only darkness in the endless night. [Chorus] War changes everything, Turns the world into a living hell. In the flames of battle we will burn, Until the end, until the world returns. [Verse 2] Armies march to the drum of doom, In the name of glory, in the name of gloom. Cities crumble, souls are torn apart, In the madness of war, we fall from the start. Weapons scream, the earth does shake, In this world where nothing is at stake. Lives lost, dreams shattered, hope is gone, Under the weight of the war’s throng. [Bridge] The world spins in chaos, a twisted maze, Where innocence dies in the hands of fates. We’re trapped in a cycle, no way to escape, In the grip of war, we’re but a fleeting trace. [Chorus] War changes everything, Turns the world into a living hell. In the flames of battle we will burn, Until the end, until the world returns. [Outro] In the ashes of the past, a new world may rise, But in the shadow of war, no future lies. The cycle of bloodshed, the dance of the damned, In the end, we’ll all be the same, unclaimed. Silence falls where once there was sound, In the ruins of hope, the world is bound. War’s legacy, a bitter, twisted tale, In the darkest hour, the world prevails.

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