A shadowy power rises in the deserts, fueled by the lost technology of a bygone civilization. The Iron Gods, forged beings of unimaginable might, awaken from their slumber, and its will spreads like a scourge across the land. Heroes rise to oppose this new threat, but success seems an distant dream. The fate of the world hangs in the balance, poised upon the edge of a razor's edge.

Blemished Heavens, Acheron's Grip

As twilight descended, the world was enveloped in a shroud of gloom. The sun, once a radiant beacon of hope, had been hidden by an unnatural barrier. Stars were absent, their twinkling lights obscured, leaving the heavens a canvas of impenetrable blackness. A chilling silence settled over the land, broken only by here the mournful groans of the wind. This was not the peace of night; this was the ominous prelude to something sinister, a harbinger of Acheron's embrace.

• Corrupted trees stretched their branches towards the sky like skeletal claws, their leaves long since withered and rotted.
• The ground beneath was a tapestry of decay, littered with the remnants of past glory.
• Horrors stirred in the shadows, their eyes glinting with an unnatural light.

Even the air itself seemed to shimmer with a palpable energy. It was as if the very fabric of reality had been broken, allowing something foul and ancient to seep through.

Hammered in Hellfire

The ash of defiance still burned within their souls. Each strike from the whirling chains etched deeper into their flesh, a searing reminder of their chains. But even as the blazing furnace threatened to annihilate them, a spark of courage refused to be quashed. They were broken, yet their spirit remained unyielding.

Their gaze held a flash of conviction. They had been cast into this abyss, their existence hanging by a strand. Yet, even in the core of this inferno, they held onto a sliver of hope. They would not yield without a battle.

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Ode of Steel and Carnage

On the

ash-strewn battlefield where crimson kissed the earth, a horrifying symphony unfolded. The clang of metal on hide, a mournful howl, and the rhythmic thud of countless boots marching in a tide of hate - all combined to form a composition both awe-inspiring. It was a ballet of death, where every move was imbued with the essence of glory.

A lonesoldier, his mail stained crimson, raised his blade high, as if to accept the very spirits that danced in the air. His gaze burned with a fierce determination, fueled by madness. The battle raged on, each blow a note in the Choral of Steel and Carnage, a climax of violence that threatened to consume all.

The air itself crackled with energy, as if the very fabric of reality snapped under the weight of such carnage.

Where Creatures Crawl and Demons Rise

In the abyss where shadows dance and whispers slither through the veil, a realm of twisted beauty unfolds. The air crackles with an unseen energy, a palpable tension that lingers. Here, forgotten evils stir in their slumber, drawn by the scent of fear and the allure of chaos.

Deep within this desolate expanse, where rays dare not penetrate, verdant forests groan with unseen presences. Their leaves writhe like tortured souls, and their roots constrict around the very bones of the earth. Through this tangled maze, creatures of nightmare stalk their prey, their eyes glinting with a primal hunger that knows no bounds.

Prepare yourself, for in this desolate sanctuary where serpents crawl and demons rise, every step is fraught with peril, and every shadow conceals a hidden threat.

Eternal Blasphemy – A Metal Requiem

From the depths within a blackened abyss, emerges an unholy symphony. "Eternal Blasphemy: A Metal Requiem", the new offering from an unknown force known as Serpent's Tongue, is a tempest in crushing riffs and guttural vocals that will rend your very soul. This isn't music for the faint of heart; it's a sonic assault, a journey into the darkest corners within our existence. The album is an epic to all things unholy, a cacophony of instruments which weave together a tapestry with pure sonic devastation. Prepare yourself for the unholy power of "Eternal Blasphemy: A Metal Requiem".

• Brace yourselves
• Tracklistis still shrouded in mystery