[Verse] Drenched in haze, under the crimson sky, We ride the riffs, slow and high. The echoes of the doom-laden bell, Summon us to the cosmic well. [Chorus] Heavy is the crown of the stoner throne, In the sludge, we find our home. The bass, a beast, it growls and roars, As we march to the sound of the cosmic wars. [Verse] Through the smoke, our spirits soar, On the wings of the dragon's lore. The fuzz, the feedback, it's our guide, In this slow-burning, stoner ride. [Bridge] In the depths of the riff, we find our truth, A sludgy anthem for the disenchanted youth. Our amps turned up, let the earth quake, As we play the song of the ancient drake. [Outro] So let the strings vibrate, let the cymbals crash, In the stoner's realm, we rise from ash. For in this world, heavy and bold, We are the rock, the fire, the untold.