Crimson Lands · Piste 7
Sword Of Saanarah
Composé par l'auteur · Rendu par IAL’acier se lève et l’épopée reprend ses droits. Riffs de bataille, galop de cavalerie, éclats de lame dans la poussière : le hard rock se fait chant de guerre pour défendre un nom, une cité, une promesse, et chaque accord frappe comme on frappe sur un bouclier.
Mélodies originales composées par Chris Mataran, puis rendues par l'IA Suno AI.
Paroles : idée originale de Chris Mataran, retravaillée avec l'IA Claude, puis finalisée par Chris Mataran.
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The war horns howl across the sand,I've come to make my final stand,Through fire and smoke I ride aloneTo take back what was once my own.
The legions rise from pits of night,Ten thousand demons crave the fight,But I hold steel and I hold fast,This is the hour, the die is cast.
Let the thunder roll, let the hellfire fall,I will face them, one and all!
Saanarah, hear my cry,I will free you or I'll die,Standing tall against the horde,Lionheart and burning sword.Saanarah, hold the flame,Hell shall never take your name,Come what may, I will not yield,Last defender of the field.
The demon king storms through the gate,With crown of ash and eyes of hate,I raise my sword, I feel no fear,Your reign of darkness ends right here!
Saanarah, hear my cry,I will free you or I'll die,Standing tall against the horde,Lionheart and burning sword.Saanarah, hold the flame,Hell shall never take your name,Come what may, I will not yield,Last defender of the field.
If this is where my road must end,Let the desert wind be told:I stood alone, I did not bend,I was iron, I was gold.
Saanarah, hear my cry,I will free you or I'll die,Standing tall against the horde,Lionheart and burning sword.Saanarah, hold the flame,Hell shall never take your name,Come what may, I will not yield,Last defender of the field.
Saanarah! Saanarah!