Halls of the Kin

For the fans of the kin. Lyrics written by me. Music compilation is AI assisted. Lyrics: [Verse 1] Deep in the dark where the stone holds its breath, (Heave the hammer, break the stone!) We venture the valleys of shadow and death, (Under the eye of the ancient throne!) We cleave through the bedrock, we conquer the cold, (Heave the hammer, break the stone!) To gather the granite and harvest the gold, (Under the eye of the ancient throne!) [Pre-Chorus] [Fast driving industrial rhythm] [Bright laser synth arpeggio] By the blood of the bedrock and hoard of the hold, We forge through the furnace what ancestors told! No debt goes unpaid and no mountain shall fall, For the craft of the kindred is king of us all! (HOO! HA! The Hold stands tall!) [Chorus] So raise up the horn and let the hearth-halls roar! The lineage lives and we count the endless store! The kindred are thriving, the fortress is strong, We praise the grand making in story and song! HOO! HA! The Hold stands tall! [Verse 2] The cauldrons are foaming with vintage so bright, (Heave the hammer, break the stone!) It kindles the fires and banishes night, (Under the eye of the ancient throne!) The vault-doors are heavy, the guardians bold, (Heave the hammer, break the stone!) The wealth of the mountain is welded to hold, (Under the eye of the ancient throne!) [Pre-Chorus] By the blood of the bedrock and hoard of the hold, We forge through the furnace what ancestors told! No debt goes unpaid and no mountain shall fall, For the craft of the kindred is king of us all! (HOO! HA! The Hold stands tall!) [Chorus] So raise up the horn and let the hearth-halls roar! The lineage lives and we count the endless store! The kindred are thriving, the fortress is strong, We praise the grand making in story and song! [Instrumental Bridge] [Outro] We stand by the anvil. We stand by the hearth. The masters of metal... The sons of the earth. [End]