Heavy rock and roll tune about two traditional dishes: silver and cabbage

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On a sunny day, working with the crops
The heat, the pain, makes you wanna stop
But you can’t, you must go on
And there’s a dish that keeps you going on

Silver is the saviour of my soul 
To me silver is gold

I would kill for a bowl of silver
I would sin for a cabbage bowl
These are the dishes of my childhood
It’s nutrition for my soul

On a cold day in fall
Working with the harvest
Tired, sick of it all
longing for a rest

A cabbage bowl keeps my sprit up
I’m on a cabbage trip - will never stop

I would kill for a bowl of silver
I would sin for a cabbage bowl
These are the dishes of my childhood
It’s nutrition for my soul

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Silver (demo)

Metal anno 1983/84
Stories from Gausdal
Glamsgreier

All lyrics are born from Judge. Every riff, every note starts with live human music.
I lay down rough demos to capture the fire I feel, then let AI sharpen the sound and turn it into something you can blast.

This isn’t about AI taking over — every idea, every word is mine first. I just don’t have the chops to play or sing it like I hear it in my head.

I make no money from this. I do it for the love of the music, to create songs I want to hear, and to share them with anyone who feels the same way.

Does it matter if AI had a hand in it? Not at all. If you like it, crank it up, let it hit you, and enjoy.

Silver (demo)

Pellament