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2000s alternative metal with nu-metal aggression and Armenian folk color. Tightly palm-muted drop-C down-tuned electric guitars firing staccato machine-gun riffs, syncopated stop-start rhythms and abrupt tempo lurches between frantic 180-plus BPM thrash and half-time grooves. Punchy trigger-tight kick, cracking snare, busy tom fills and shifting odd time signatures. Modern polished mix with scooped low-mids and bright top end. A theatrical male tenor swings between manic staccato chant-rapping, wailing melismatic near-operatic clean lines with Middle-Eastern scale ornaments, and guttural shouted screams, growling vocals and sudden dynamic swerves from whisper to full-band explosion., male growling vocal, low timbre, deep timbre

[Intro] From the depths of the void I rise Through the smoke and the ash and the lies No light to follow, no god to hear Only the silence that conquers fear [Verse 1] I have walked through the fires of the damned I have carried the weight of the damned Every scar on my flesh tells the story Of a world built on blood and on glory The chains they forged were made to hold me But the iron breaks when rage controls me I am the storm that swallows the sun I am the war that never is done [Pre-Chorus] Beneath the surface the darkness grows Where the bleeding never shows I carry the weight of a thousand deaths With every curse of my burning breath [Chorus] We are the wrath, we are the flame We rise from the grave with no mercy, no shame We are the end, we are the call The kings of the earth shall kneel and fall Hear the thunder of our war cry We are the living who refused to die Through the chaos, through the pain We rise, we burn, we rise again [Verse 2] I have crawled through the trenches of silence I have fed on the marrow of violence Every god that I worshipped has crumbled Every tower of pride has been humbled I carved my name in the bones of the ancient I became what was lost and forsaken From the ruins of faith I was born From the hunger, the cold, and the scorn [Pre-Chorus] Beneath the surface the darkness grows Where the bleeding never shows I carry the weight of a thousand deaths With every curse of my burning breath [Chorus] We are the wrath, we are the flame We rise from the grave with no mercy, no shame We are the end, we are the call The kings of the earth shall kneel and fall Hear the thunder of our war cry We are the living who refused to die Through the chaos, through the pain We rise, we burn, we rise again [Verse 3] I have watched as the heavens grew hollow I have tasted the fear that they swallow In the marrow of night I am standing With a war in my veins past demanding I was cast to the wolves in the winter I was shattered to bone, blade, and splinter But the beast in the dark learned to hunger And became something sharper than thunder [Pre-Chorus] Beneath the surface the darkness grows Where the bleeding never shows I carry the weight of a thousand deaths With every curse of my burning breath [Chorus] We are the wrath, we are the flame We rise from the grave with no mercy, no shame We are the end, we are the call The kings of the earth shall kneel and fall Hear the thunder of our war cry We are the living who refused to die Through the chaos, through the pain We rise, we burn, we rise again [Verse 4] I am not what they buried in silence I am not what they broke with their violence I am iron reborn in the furnace I am death with a will and a purpose Every sorrow became ammunition Every wound became my ignition I was made in the dark of the nothing I will burn till the universe is crumbling [Bridge] This is for every soul they abandoned Every spirit that crawled and was stranded For the damned and the lost and the broken For the truth that was silenced unspoken We are not the defeated, not the ending We are fury unleashed and ascending From the pit to the peak we are climbing Through the blood and the fire and the grinding RISE [Chorus] We are the wrath, we are the flame We rise from the grave with no mercy, no shame We are the end, we are the call The kings of the earth shall kneel and fall Hear the thunder of our war cry We are the living who refused to die Through the chaos, through the pain We rise, we burn, we rise again [Outro] From the depths of the void we rise Through the smoke and the ash and the lies No light to follow, no god to hear Only the silence Only the silence Only the silence Consumes all fear