The Midnight Demon Club

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Lydia

Holding Desperately

Fragment I:XI — “The Descent of Metals” When the oceans turned to iron, the stars wept rust. From their sorrow rose the first chords of war, and the tide sang of what the heavens once forgave.

Iron Tide

When the sky turns red and the gods awaken, the warriors of the North rise once more.

This is an epic Viking war chant forged in fire and storm — blending Old Norse lyrics, deep throat singing, and ancient war drums. A dark hymn to Valhalla, echoing through the blood twilight of battle.

“Rísa menn af norðri land, eldr í hjarta, blóð í sand.”
(Rise men from the northern land, fire in heart, blood in the sand.)

Inspired by the sounds of Wardruna, Heilung, and Danheim, this track invokes the primal energy of the berserker and the wisdom of the skald.

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