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The Dark Royals (Svartálfar)

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​[Intro] (Chilling, intimate whisper) Look upon us... Do not look away. (Deep throat drone and sweeping synth) "Hrrr-aaaa-shhh" The dark divine... Walks the world tonight! [Instant high-energy burst: rolling psytrance bass, frantic nyckelharpa and crystalline synth] ​[Verse 1] Carved from midnight Porcelain skin Beauty hiding Venom within ​Silver gazes Empty and clear We drink your awe We taste your fear ​No sound of breath No trace in snow The lords of shadows Strike from below! ​[Pre-Chorus] Fall to your knees Trapped in our spell Too fair for heaven Too cold for hell ​A frozen smile A velvet thread You love the grace That wants you dead! ​[Chorus] Bow to the beauty! Bow to the pale! Svartálfar walking Beyond the veil! ​Cruel and divine! Masters of night! Drown in our shadow Surrender the light! ​[Drop] [Aggressive Folk EDM drop: razor-sharp crystalline pluck leads, heavy rolling sub-bass, driving nyckelharpa] ​[Verse 2] Raven tresses Crowns of glass Silently watching The mortals pass ​No human rage No mortal heat Just flawless steps Beneath our feet ​Step in our circle Gaze at the queen The deadliest lords You've ever seen! "Hah!" ​[Pre-Chorus] Fall to your knees Trapped in our spell Too fair for heaven Too cold for hell ​A frozen smile A velvet thread You love the grace That wants you dead! ​[Chorus] Bow to the beauty! Bow to the pale! Svartálfar walking Beyond the veil! ​Cruel and divine! Masters of night! Drown in our shadow Surrender the light! ​[Bridge] (Distant cold whisper, massive low sub-bass drone) Hush now... Look into our eyes. No anger lives where perfection lies. We do not rage... We do not scream... We rule the waking... We rule the dream. ​[Build-up] [Fast rolling snare, ascending icy synth risers, frantic nyckelharpa] Too fair to fight! Too cold to bleed! The dark divine! A deadly breed! ​[Final Chorus] Bow to the beauty! Bow to the pale! Svartálfar walking Beyond the veil! ​Cruel and divine! Masters of night! Drown in our shadow Surrender the light! "Svartálfar!" ​[Outro] (Fast bass cuts out, solitary nyckelharpa rings out into cold wind) Flesh of ash. Soul of stone. Kneel... before the obsidian throne. [Fade out] [End]