[Intro] [Driving drum beat with punchy snare] [Fast rhythmic guitar riff] [High-energy synth hook] [Verse 1] [Deep Baritone - rhythmic and steady] Thunder in the distance, dust in the air Five thousand souls in a desert flare Coltaine is marching, he doesn't look back Leading the dogs on a one-way track The 7th is bleeding but the line will hold A story of iron, a story of gold! (Female Ghostly Echo: ...of gold...) [Chorus] [Anthemic and fast] The Last Crow flies on a burning wind The price of the fallen, the weight of the sin Across the Fall, where the spirit is thin The Chain is the only battle we win! Coltaine! The ravens are calling! Coltaine! The empire is falling! (Female Ghostly Echo: ...is falling...) [Verse 2] [Driving bassline, chugging guitars] The Fist is a hammer, the Fist is a shield The crows are the masters of the battlefield Arrows like rain on a parchment skin The historian marks where the ends begin We’re running on fire, we’re dancing on glass Watching the shadows of the centuries pass! (Female Ghostly Echo: ...they pass...) [Bridge] [Drum build-up, double kick pedals] [Male vocals getting more aggressive] No mercy! (Female Ghostly Echo: No mercy...) No surrender! (Female Ghostly Echo: Surrender...) From the heat of the sands to the gates of the sky We march to the hill where the legends die! [Guitar Solo: Fast, melodic, and shredding] [Outro] [High energy finish] The Last Crow! (Female Ghostly Echo: ...it's flying...) The Chain! (Female Ghostly Echo: ...is dying...) [Sudden stop] [End]
