Stormbound on the Black Horizon
v4
@Matt Dean
Stormbound on the Black Horizon
v4
@Matt Dean
Dalszöveg
[Intro]
[ship bells tolling
Distant gulls
Low strings rising]
[Verse 1]
Salt on my tongue
Rope burns my hands
Charts on the table
Ink bleeding into the plans
Lanterns swing low
Men mutter prayers
Storm in the barrel
Fire in the captain’s chair
[Pre-Chorus]
Waves climb higher
Masts scream
Splinters fly
But we
We don’t bow
We rise
[Chorus]
Stormbound on the black horizon
Break the swell
We carve our name
All in
On this shattered ocean
Thunder rolls
But we stay the same
Raise that ragged flag up higher
Let it tear and let it flame
Stormbound on the black horizon
We were born to ride this rage
[Verse 2]
Teeth made of gold
Scars like a map
Every old story
Folded in the leather strap
Cannon doors slam
Cold iron sings
Fear tastes like iron
Glory tastes like anything
[Pre-Chorus]
Clouds fall lower
Sky cracks open wide
Still we
Laugh into the tide
[Chorus]
Stormbound on the black horizon
Break the swell
We carve our name
All in
On this shattered ocean
Thunder rolls
But we stay the same
Raise that ragged flag up higher
Let it tear and let it flame
Stormbound on the black horizon
We were born to ride this rage
[Bridge]
If we sink
We sink like kings (hey!)
If we live
We live like thieves
Every crest
A vow we scream
This wild water
Carries our creed
[Chorus]
Stormbound on the black horizon
Break the swell
We carve our name
All in
On this shattered ocean
Thunder rolls
But we stay the same
Raise that ragged flag up higher
Let it tear and let it flame
Stormbound on the black horizon
We were born to ride this rage
[ship bells tolling
Distant gulls
Low strings rising]
[Verse 1]
Salt on my tongue
Rope burns my hands
Charts on the table
Ink bleeding into the plans
Lanterns swing low
Men mutter prayers
Storm in the barrel
Fire in the captain’s chair
[Pre-Chorus]
Waves climb higher
Masts scream
Splinters fly
But we
We don’t bow
We rise
[Chorus]
Stormbound on the black horizon
Break the swell
We carve our name
All in
On this shattered ocean
Thunder rolls
But we stay the same
Raise that ragged flag up higher
Let it tear and let it flame
Stormbound on the black horizon
We were born to ride this rage
[Verse 2]
Teeth made of gold
Scars like a map
Every old story
Folded in the leather strap
Cannon doors slam
Cold iron sings
Fear tastes like iron
Glory tastes like anything
[Pre-Chorus]
Clouds fall lower
Sky cracks open wide
Still we
Laugh into the tide
[Chorus]
Stormbound on the black horizon
Break the swell
We carve our name
All in
On this shattered ocean
Thunder rolls
But we stay the same
Raise that ragged flag up higher
Let it tear and let it flame
Stormbound on the black horizon
We were born to ride this rage
[Bridge]
If we sink
We sink like kings (hey!)
If we live
We live like thieves
Every crest
A vow we scream
This wild water
Carries our creed
[Chorus]
Stormbound on the black horizon
Break the swell
We carve our name
All in
On this shattered ocean
Thunder rolls
But we stay the same
Raise that ragged flag up higher
Let it tear and let it flame
Stormbound on the black horizon
We were born to ride this rage
A zene stílusa
Epic Dutch hardstyle at 150 BPM with towering orchestral strings and brass swells; bell tolls and creaking hull FX open into a rising cinematic build. Verse rides a chugging bassline under male vocals, then a tense pre-chorus with choirs and tom rolls. Chorus erupts with saw leads, punchy kicks, and gang shouts, then drops back to string-driven breakdowns for contrast. Big, heroic, seafaring energy throughout., hardstyle, orchestral, dramatic
