𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖉ó𝖗’𝖘 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 • Bones of the Old Gods

Verse I Under iron skies, the black wind calls Through frozen earth and shattered halls We walk where ancient rivers died With ash in lungs and stone inside The ravens circle, slow and wide They know the names we try to hide Each step we take, the ground remembers The weight of kings reduced to embers Pre-Chorus Cold the breath of northern night Older than the gods we fight Chorus Bones of the old gods, buried in frost Whisper in silence of all that was lost We are the echoes, we are the scars Carved into mountains, written in stars Bones of the old gods, calling below Through blood and granite, through ice and snow We carry the ruin, we carry the flame No one remembers, but we remain Verse II The sea is black, the oars are still No voice remains beyond the hill The runes are cracked, their meaning gone Yet still we chant, we carry on A thousand winters in our veins A thousand ghosts, unmarked graves The land is not ours to claim or hold It keeps our bones when we grow old Pre-Chorus Hear the drums beneath the ground In every loss, the truth is found Chorus Bones of the old gods, buried in frost Whisper in silence of all that was lost We are the echoes, we are the scars Carved into mountains, written in stars Bones of the old gods, calling below Through blood and granite, through ice and snow We carry the ruin, we carry the flame No one remembers, but we remain Bridge (chant-like, slow, ritualistic) Stone to ash Ash to sea We were gods Now we bleed Name by name Fade to none All we were Undone… undone… (Choir rises, wordless Nordic chanting) Final Chorus (heavier, more layered) Bones of the old gods, buried in frost Time is the reaper, counting the cost We are the silence after the cry We are the truth that refuses to die Bones of the old gods, deep in the land Shaped by the dark, not by the hand We are the end, we are the same Ashes to memory, memory to flame