00:00On the threshold of silence, where stillness gives up, rises the voice of a void, a primordial thunder.
00:08It is not merely noise that the membrane insists upon, but the forge of chaos, an ancestral portal.
00:15From the womb of the earth, a blaze and in darkness, explodes the lament of titans, a raw hymn, the
00:22steel strings in distorted jealousy.
00:25I walk in the beast that sleeps in the darkness, it is primeval matter, the word in combustion, that cleaves
00:32illusion and trivial order.
00:35It is not just melody, it is a confession, of the howling anguish, of the vital weeping, carved in rock
00:42and in the fury of the winds, each chord, a hammer that polishes the soul, it defies time, transcends torments,
00:51a rift in the night, a birthing dawn.
00:54And the voice, bursting from deep throats, does not narrate the gentle tales of a welcoming cradle.
01:01It is the horsey prophecy in fertile torrents, that undoes the shackles of fear and pain.
01:08It cries out for freedom, for naked truths, unveiling the shadow, the light of the hidden soul.
01:14Against the farce and the veil, its words float, seed of strength in forgotten land, in the tribal pulse, that
01:23the drums establish, a heart of magma, in vertigo, resonates.
01:28The base, an abyss that restores the foundation, while the mass echoes in unison.
01:34It is the march of the brave, which inertia destroys, a cadenced rhythm, which the multitude moves, a sonorous body
01:43that never falters or aches, in a collective trance that inertia removes.
01:48Then, from the tip of the scale, the soul is freed, in arcs of fire, a lightning bolt, that breaks
01:56and pierces, insane agility, clever melody, paints in the ether, a picture of rare bravery.
02:03Gallops on riffs in solus that bleed and fly, drawing spirals of claws and brilliance, there the silence, in vertices,
02:12co-hold, in an electric ecstasy of pure splendor.
02:17It's not ephemeral fashion, it's temple and trench, where the wandering spirit finds shelter, a force that supports the entire
02:26existence, a distorted faith, fearless passion.
02:30I can state the hollow pillars of common sense, this bastion of sounds and will rises, not just sound, but
02:39a pact, a juice of resistance and pure intensity.
02:43And so it resonates and persists, beyond space and time, an echo that vibrates in the cold bones of the
02:50cosmos, an iron saga, in a sky without firmament, undoing ghosts, breaking through abysses, beneath the mantle of stars.
03:00The sacred noise ascends, from heavy metal, the immortal essence, it is the flame that burns, the phoenix that ignites,
03:10an eternal cry in its ancestral height.
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