[Intro – deep spoken voice] Born in the year of the dragon. With the heart of a lion. [Heavy riff] I am Darokahn. [Verse 1] I like old tales with broken crowns, Lost kings, strange gods and burning towns. A hero standing against the odds, A dragon watching over forgotten gods. Give me a phoenix refusing to die, A kingdom falling beneath a dark sky. Give me drums that shake the ground, Heavy guitars and a darker sound. That's one side of me. You'll meet the others soon. [Chorus] I am Darokahn! Born in the year of the dragon, With the heart of a lion. Turn it loud, let the heavy riffs begin. I am Darokahn! Some songs march, some songs grin, some let somebody quietly in. Sagas, laughter, love and all— I am Darokahn. And I write them all. [Instrumental – Viking drums / male chants] Hey! Hey! Hey! [Verse 2] Then there are days when the grand plans fail Because somebody knocked a glass with his tail. One cat on the table, one under the chair, Both looking innocent. They were both there. Forget the gods and the battlefield, My living room has its own shield wall. One runs left and the other runs right, And somehow I'm the one who loses the fight. So yes, I put cats in a metal song. They've got the attitude. They belong. Claws, fur, chaos— give them a band. Just don't expect to keep the furniture intact. [Chorus] I am Darokahn! Born in the year of the dragon, With the heart of a lion. Turn it loud, let the heavy riffs begin. I am Darokahn! Some songs march, some songs grin, some let somebody quietly in. Sagas, laughter, love and all— I am Darokahn. And I write them all. [Verse 3 – slower] And sometimes the guitars have to wait. Not everything worth saying needs a battle behind it. Sometimes it's a road home late at night, The passenger seat and the dashboard light. A familiar hand reaching over to mine, Nothing dramatic. Just the right time. Sometimes it's years that went too fast, Old photographs and making things last. Someone who knows when you've had enough, Who stayed through the easy and stayed through the rough. No dragon. No army. No glorious fight. Just someone beside you when you turn out the light. [Pause] That's enough. [Bridge – deep rhythmic spoken voice] Then there are you. You leave a comment. I read it. You press like. Yes— I notice. Some write three words. Some write half a novel. Some hear a detail I thought nobody would notice. And after trying one version, then another, then another— someone actually listened. That's the good part. And when I'm done with mine— I listen to yours. [Build] A voice used differently. A strange new sound. A chorus going somewhere I wouldn't have found. Sometimes I stay. Sometimes I move on. Sometimes I'm still humming it hours later on. You make yours. I make mine. We cross paths for a few minutes at a time. That's enough. [Final Chorus – bigger] I am Darokahn! Born in the year of the dragon, With the heart of a lion. Turn it loud— there's another song to begin. I am Darokahn! Epic sagas, cats gone mad, love songs for the good and the bad. Sometimes heavy. Sometimes absurd. Sometimes all it takes is one honest word. I am Darokahn! Still trying things. Still changing sounds. Still wondering what comes around. And if you stopped to listen today— thank you. [Male Choir] DAR-O-KAHN! DAR-O-KAHN! DAR-O-KAHN! [Breakdown] Year of the dragon. Heart of a lion. One more riff. One more try. One cat just knocked something over nearby. [Music stops] ...of course he did. [Final hit] I AM DAROKAHN. [Outro – low spoken voice] Now... what are you working on?
