Echoes of Pohang - Asian power version

D.A.M.P

[Taiko Drums, Saw Sam Sai, Zhongruan, Ruan], khoomei hymns, Atmospheric Dark Power metal, Asian Belting Female Vocals

July 13, 2024 at 4:12 AMv3.5

Verse 1: 
In the dawn of war, they stood so young,
Seventy-one hearts, a battle begun.
Beneath the rising sun, their courage shone,
In the shadow of Pohang, they faced the unknown.

Interlude: Taiko Drums and Saw Sam Sai
The powerful beat of the taiko drums leads into a sorrowful melody played on the saw sam sai, echoing the solemn resolve of the student soldiers.

Chorus: 
Echoes of Pohang, through the fire and flames,
Seventy-one stood, with honor, without names.
In the face of the storm, their spirits soared high,
For the freedom they fought, they were ready to die.

Verse 2:
From the classrooms to the front lines they went,
Every step they took, their message was sent.
With makeshift arms, in the heart of despair,
They held the line, with a hero’s flair.

Interlude

Bridge:

Solo:

Verse 3:
Their names may fade, but the legacy remains,
In every heart where freedom sustains.
From the blood-soaked soil, a new dawn grew,
A testament to the brave, the chosen few.

Interlude:

Outro:

Verse 1: In the dawn of war, they stood so young, Seventy-one hearts, a battle begun. Beneath the rising sun, their courage shone, In the shadow of Pohang, they faced the unknown. Interlude: Taiko Drums and Saw Sam Sai The powerful beat of the taiko drums leads into a sorrowful melody played on the saw sam sai, echoing the solemn resolve of the student soldiers. Chorus: Echoes of Pohang, through the fire and flames, Seventy-one stood, with honor, without names. In the face of the storm, their spirits soared high, For the freedom they fought, they were ready to die. Verse 2: From the classrooms to the front lines they went, Every step they took, their message was sent. With makeshift arms, in the heart of despair, They held the line, with a hero’s flair. Interlude Chorus: Echoes of Pohang, through the fire and flames, Seventy-one stood, with honor, without names. In the face of the storm, their spirits soared high, For the freedom they fought, they were ready to die. Bridge: Solo: Verse 3: Their names may fade, but the legacy remains, In every heart where freedom sustains. From the blood-soaked soil, a new dawn grew, A testament to the brave, the chosen few. Interlude: Chorus: Echoes of Pohang, through the fire and flames, Seventy-one stood, with honor, without names. In the face of the storm, their spirits soared high, For the freedom they fought, they were ready to die. Outro: