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Storms of Midgard

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[Intro – distant wind, low horn] Storms are rising over Midgard… The old world is fading… [Verse 1] Black clouds gather over frozen seas, Ash is falling through the ancient trees. Broken kingdoms drown beneath the tide, Ravens circle where the heroes died. The mountains shake, the northern fires glow, Something wakes beneath the ice and snow. Through the ruins, through the endless night, We hear the thunder calling us to fight. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the horn beyond the storm, Feel the earth beneath us roar. Though the gods have left the sky, We will stand before we die. [Chorus] Storms of Midgard, rise! Let the thunder split the skies! Through the ashes, through the flame, We will rise and speak our name. Storms of Midgard, roar! Break the chains of what came before! When the old world turns to dust, We are forged in fire and frost! [Verse 2] Fenrir’s shadow crosses through the sun, The final age has finally begun. Yggdrasil still holds beneath the ground, Ancient roots keep pulling us around. Longships burn upon the blackened shore, Warriors gather by the ancient door. No Valhalla waits beyond the flame— Only those who carry on the name. [Pre-Chorus] Raise the shield and raise the horn, From the ruins we are born. Let the northern heavens fall— We will answer when they call. [Chorus] Storms of Midgard, rise! Let the thunder split the skies! Through the ashes, through the flame, We will rise and speak our name. Storms of Midgard, roar! Break the chains of what came before! When the old world turns to dust, We are forged in fire and frost! [Bridge – low male chant, drums building] Fire in the mountains, Ice beneath our feet. Ravens over Midgard, Hear the battle beat. The world may fall… The gods may fade… But the North remembers Every oath we made! [Final Chorus – full orchestra + choir] Storms of Midgard, rise! Let the final thunder cry! From the ashes of the fallen, We will carry on the fire! Storms of Midgard, roar! Let the ancient spirits soar! When the last great storm has passed— The North will rise at last! [Outro] Storms of Midgard… The North remembers.