[Intro – Instrumental] [Verse 1] From the land where the mountains kiss the sky, Rides MacKinnon, the Stormborn, wild in stride. With blades of fire and lightning hands, He carves the ice where legends stand. “He who moves swifter than thought itself, Whose wrath commands the Avalanche." [Verse 2] Behind him stands the Shield of Gold, Makar, the wise, the young, the bold. With every strike and spectral pass, He bends the laws of time and mass. “Forged in silence, honed in flame— No foe survives who speaks his name.” [Pre-Chorus] The banners rise, the torches burn, Through ancient halls, the songs return... [Chorus] Avalanche! O sons of might! Through storm and ice, you rule the night. Blackwood! Wedge wood! Warriors high! Their blades will never say goodbye. In burgundy wrath and silver flame, Each battle won becomes a name! [instrumental break] [Verse 3] Coyle of Boston, the Stalwart Bear, With hands like stone and iron stare. He breaks the line, defends the creed, A veteran soul where champions bleed. Nelson, the Kraken-Slayer bold, From Island shores where tales are told— His shot is sharp, his vision clear, A seafarer now Avalanched near! [Bridge – Spoken/Chanted] And lo—new sons arise from fate: Nečas, the Phantom of Moravia's gate. Drury, young flame with hammer stride, Burning bright with fire inside. They are the heirs to battle’s cry, Where Landeskog’s echo shall never die. [Break – Instrumental Solo] [Final Chorus – Key Change, Full Choir Backing] Avalanche! O gods of frost! With every clash, no war is lost. Raise the horns to Makar’s steel! To MacKinnon’s fire, to blades that feel! In Denver’s keep, the legends rise— The Avalanche! Gods of the ice! [Outro – Fade into Clean Guitar]
