Hold the Line


[Verse 1]
She got snakeskin boots and a black Cadillac
Red lips loaded like a heart attack
Hair teased high and her heels even higher
She burns through gas like a four-alarm fire

[Pre-Chorus]
Rollin’ dice with the devil’s grin
She don’t lose, she just begins

[Chorus]
She’s lowdown chrome, built to run
Like a midnight bullet in a smokin’ sun
No brakes, no prayer, no way home
If you ride with her, you're ridin’ alone
Yeah, she’s lowdown chrome
(Slick paint, bad to the bone)

[Verse 2]
Smoke in her laugh and sin in her smile
She'll take your soul, then drive a mile
Neon love in a ghost-town bar
You won't forget where the wild things are

[Pre-Chorus]
She don't ask, she takes the wheel
One touch burns, but damn it feels real

[Chorus – Repeat]
She’s lowdown chrome, built to run
Like a midnight bullet in a smokin’ sun
No brakes, no prayer, no way home
If you ride with her, you're ridin’ alone
Yeah, she’s lowdown chrome
(Slick paint, bad to the bone)

[Bridge – Guitar Solo Over Swampy Groove]
(Slide guitar screams like a warning)
(Drums stomp with boots on the floorboards)

[Breakdown – Spoken]
Ain’t no map, no rules, no time
Just that V8 purr and a bottle of shine
She’s the storm behind your calm—
A rock ‘n roll hymn in a lipstick bomb

[Final Chorus – Full Power]
She’s lowdown chrome, runnin’ red
Like a shot of fire straight to your head
No brakes, no chains, no safe zone
She don’t stop, she don’t moan
Yeah, she’s lowdown chrome—
And you’re already gone.

lowdown chrome

A descent into shadow, Death of the Voice is an unflinching blend of crushing riffs, haunting melodies, and cinematic atmosphere. Every track is a chapter in a story of defiance, decay, and the search for meaning in a world that silences the truth.

The Dark Silhouette

25 to Life

"Echoes in the Fog" - The climax of Abberline’s journey. Guided by Crowe’s final ciphered messages, Abberline discovers the ritual to sever the entity’s grip: the vessel must die, and another must bear the curse. In a derelict church drowned in fog, Abberline faces Crowe, who flickers between monstrous host and pleading friend. With the pendant shielding him, Abberline drives the ritual blade home, granting Crowe release while binding the Codex’s curse into himself. As Crowe whispers his final thanks, the veil shudders and closes, but whispers still linger in the fog. Abberline, marked and forever changed, steps into the night as both detective and vessel—the hunter and the haunted.


[Intro]
The veil hangs torn, the city bleeds,
The Codex whispers ancient creeds.
A voice of man, a god disguised—
The final truth revealed to my eyes.

[Lyrical Intro]
The cipher led, the path was shown,
Through blood and ash, through flesh and bone.
One vow remains, the blade must fall,
To break the chain, to end it all.

[Verse 1]
I found his words in walls of stone,
Each line inscribed, yet not his own.
A faded photo, shadows weep,
His family’s secrets buried deep.
The pendant glows, the knife is near,
The fog resounds with what I fear.
His eyes reveal a fractured soul,
A man undone, no longer whole.

[Chorus – soaring cleans with gothic choir]
Echoes in the fog—his voice remains,
A soul in torment, bound by chains.
Echoes in the fog—his plea, his name,
I end the rite, I bear the flame.

[Interlude
So bind the flesh, so break the seal,
The Codex burns, the wound won’t heal.
So mark the skin, so call the night,
The host must fall to end the rite.

[Verse 2]
“Do it!—free me now,
The god has claimed what I allow.
These hands are not my own to guide,
The shadow waits, it will not hide.
Strike deep, my friend, the stars converge,
The knife the key, the blood the surge.
The fog will howl, the Codex feed—
Through me it reigns, through me it bleeds.”

[Pre-Chorus]
I hold the blade, my hand will shake.
(You must strike true—for both our sakes.)
The veil resists, the Codex cries—
(This is the end—its grip denies!)

[Chorus]
Echoes in the fog—the bond I sever,
One man redeemed, one cursed forever.
Echoes in the fog—the soul is freed,
The god recoils, yet clings to me.

[Bridge]
Zorath’nim! (unbind the chain!)
Mor’thak keleth! (death-words remain!)
Corpus fractum! (the flesh must die!)
Anima mea! (the soul will rise!)

[Breakdown]
Strike! The gate resounds!
Fall! The host unbound!
Burn! The Codex sears!
Bind! I bear its fears!

[Final Chorus]
Echoes in the fog—his voice departs,
The night still binds, it grips my heart.
Echoes in the fog—her blood, his plea,
One soul set free, one curse on me.

[Extended Outro]
“Thank you, Frederick…”
“Forgive me, friend…”
The pendant burns, the Codex brands,
Its scripture carved into my hands.

The fog recedes but not for long,
Its whispers weave an endless song.
I step alone, the night my shroud,
A vessel born, the curse a vowed.

Tenebris aeternum… (eternal dark)
Domine Umbra… (lord of shadow)
Anima fracta… (broken soul)
VINCIT UMBRA! (THE SHADOW WINS!)

[Outro]
I walk these streets where silence weeps,
I am the vessel the Codex keeps.
Echoes in the fog—they call, they bind…
I hunt the dark… yet it is mine.

Ahhhh... ahhhh... ahhhhhh...
Ohhhh... ohhhh... ohhhhhh...
Mmmmm... mmmmm... mmmmmmm...

Echoes in the Fog

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Left for Nothing

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Remember

Pheonix

Breathe Again

A driving southern metal anthem that transforms the classic outlaw tale into a celebration of rebellion and freedom. Part of the Iron Sky series, "Iron Sky (Bootlegger)" follows an unnamed legend who rules the back roads, always staying one step ahead of the law while building his immortal fame. With razor-sharp lyrics that glorify the bootlegger as a folk hero fighting for freedom during Prohibition, the song captures the thrill of the chase and the defiant spirit of those who refused to bow to unjust laws. Heavy riffs and powerful vocals drive this tale of a master craftsman who owns the night and leaves the law eating dust on every run.

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Lyrics by Kenneth Carlino

Iron Sky (Bootlegger)

Goddess Of War

shattered on the edge ~ Explicit

Dieser Song ist Teil des Albums „Warum ich, aber warum nicht auch mal ich“.
Er steht nicht für sich allein, sondern gehört zu einer Reise, die ich seit meiner Diagnose durchleben muss. Jeder Titel erzählt ein Stück dieses Weges – ehrlich, roh und unverstellt.

Remember

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