Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Boots in the gravel Beard full of ash and ale Black smoke in my lungs Iron dust under my nails Stone crown on my forehead Scar like a mountain range I was carved in a cavern Built for the weight and the rage [Chorus] I got an anvil in my veins Hammer in my hands I was born from broken chains Deep beneath this land Let the high kings curse my name I still stand in flame I got an anvil in my veins You will remember the clang [Verse 2] Teeth taste of copper From the last war I bit I don’t pray to pretty idols I just sharpen and spit Gold gleam on my knuckles Rust ringing in my ears I drink fire Laugh at thunder Turn my fear into spears [Chorus] I got an anvil in my veins Hammer in my hands I was born from broken chains Deep beneath this land Let the high kings curse my name I still stand in flame I got an anvil in my veins You will remember the clang [Bridge] [Drums and boots stomp Crowd-chant] Stone and steel Blood and brand Short in height Heavy in hand (hey!) We don’t kneel We just expand Carved from rock Never from sand [Chorus] I got an anvil in my veins Hammer in my hands I was born from broken chains Deep beneath this land Let the high kings curse my name I still stand in flame I got an anvil in my veins You will remember the clang
Tags
metal, Gritty dwarf metal: down-tuned guitars in D standard, stomping mid-tempo groove, male vocals that rasp and roar. Verses sit tight on a chugging riff and palm-muted gallop; choruses swell with gang shouts and octave-lead guitars. Thick, cavernous toms and booming bass lock into a marching feel; bridge drops to a single drum and chant before exploding back with double-time kick and stacked harmonies.
Duration
3:14
Instrumental
No
Created
3/9/2026