[Verse 1: The Descent] (Clean, low vocals) The mountain whispers, a chill deep inside. The heart of the stone where our fire still hides. We swing the pickaxe, we claim the rich vein, We paid the blood price and banished the pain. Then one day, the earth coughed a sound, A thunder of drums from the tunnels profound! [Pre-Chorus: The Gas] (Vocals build in intensity, light distortion on guitars) Orcs on the march, and the Ogres we fear, They spoke of a name, a Hobgoblin's deceit. Glakrol the chemist, whose work is defeat. A silent poison, a gas on the breeze, It withered the clan, brought them down to their knees! No chance for the axe! No time for a shield! Just hacking and choking, their brave spirits sealed! [Chorus: The Retreat] (Power Metal soaring speed, high-pitched, powerful vocals, layered harmonies) DRUMS IN THE DEEP! HEAR THE BEATING OF FATE! A FOG IN THE MINES! THE AIR IS OUR HATE! GAS! FANNED BY THE FOE, PUSHING US HIGH! OUR GOLD AND OUR GEMS! WE WATCH THEM ALL DIE! WE CRAWL FROM THE DIGS! WE'RE LEAVING THE VEIN! A FIGHT FOR THE BREATH, A BATTLE FOR REIGN! A BATTLE FOR REIGN! [Verse 2: The Confrontation] (Mid-tempo, heavy, driving riff. Emotional, clear vocals) But the damage remains, a terrible scar, The fallen have risen, they're not from afar. Shambling figures in the darkness they roam, Our brothers, our kin, so far from their home. I saw my own kinsman, the beard of pure white, No longer the smith who held hammer and light. I whispered his name, I begged him to stop, But his eyes held the void, like a gem they let drop. [Bridge/Solo: The Axe's Lament] (Slow, melodic guitar bridge with a heavy bass line. Instrumentals build into a soaring, emotional guitar solo.) [Guitar Solo: Wailing, melancholic bends that build into a rapid, technical frenzy before settling back into a mournful, held note.] [Final Chorus: The Price] (Return to full Power Metal speed and volume) DRUMS IN THE DEEP! HEAR THE BEATING OF FATE! A FOG IN THE MINES! THE AIR IS OUR HATE! GAS! FANNED BY THE FOE, PUSHING US HIGH! OUR GOLD AND OUR GEMS! WE WATCH THEM ALL DIE! WE CRAWL FROM THE DIGS! WE'RE LEAVING THE VEIN! A FIGHT FOR THE BREATH, A BATTLE FOR REIGN! A BATTLE FOR REIGN! [Outro] (Tempo: Slowing down, heavy, crushing riff. Repeated motif, fading out.) (Aggressive, shouted vocals over heavy distortion) A fight for the light... I struck down my kin... Walk to the sound... (Final drum hit, sustained ringing metal noise.)
