[Intro] [Drums: Heavy thundering war drums] [Guitar: Dark tremolo picking] [Atmosphere: Storm winds and distant thunder] [Verse 1] Beneath the stag of blackened gold The storm begins to rise A legacy of iron souls With fire in their eyes No crown is given, only torn From dragons in their flight In winter's gale, the fury’s born To claim the throne by right! [Chorus] Ours is the fury! (Ours is the fury!) A storm of blood and steel The stag is rising, cold and free Before the hammer, all shall kneel! Ours is the fury! [Verse 2] The remnants of a broken past Astray in shadows deep But vengeance is a flame that lasts While lesser spirits sleep From Storm's End to the Iron Seat The lightning carves the way There is no mercy, no retreat Only the stag's dark day! [Guitar Solo: Fast, chaotic and melodic] [Bridge] [Tempo: Slow, heavy breakdown] [Vocals: Deep demonic growls] The night is dark... and full of terrors... But the storm... is MINE! [Chorus] Ours is the fury! (Ours is the fury!) A storm of blood and steel The stag is rising, cold and free Before the hammer, all shall kneel! [Outro] [Final thundering drum hit] Ours... is... the... FURY! [Fade out with storm sounds]
