Gandalf42[Intro]
(Distorted, feedback-drenched electric guitar riff begins, heavy and slow like dragging chains. Deep, resonant bass guitar and powerful, deliberate drums k**k in. Underneath, a faint, melancholic balalaika plucks a simple, repeating minor-key folk melody. Atmosphere is thick with reverb and foreboding.)
[Verse 1] (Male Rapper - Aggressive, Gritty)
Concrete jungle, asphalt bite, frozen wind cuts through the night.
Smoke stacks coughin', p****n air, survival's thin, beyond repair.
See the hunger in their eyes, reflected back beneath gray skies.
Pack of shadows, lean and mean, fightin' over scraps unseen.
Demons whisper on the breeze, rattlin' bones in skeletal trees.
This ain't livin', just endure, every scar a battle pure.
Knuckles bleedin', spirit raw, breakin' 'gainst the iron law.
Diggin' deep where darkness breeds, plantin' only bitter seeds.
Ancestors cry from frozen earth, whisperin' of forgotten worth.
Gotta hunt or be the prey, sunrise brings another fray.
[Chorus] (Female Vocalist - High, Ethereal, Haunting, Layered Harmonies)
Oh, roots of iron, deep and cold (Deep and cold)
Stories whispered, brave and old (Brave and old)
Through the frost and fire we roam (Fire we roam)
Seeking shelter, finding home? (Finding home?)
Echoes carry on the snow (On the snow)
Where the hungry rivers flow (Rivers flow)
Carry us where shadows meet (Shadows meet)
On worn and weary, calloused feet. (Calloused feet)
[Verse 2] (Male Rapper - Aggressive, Gritty)
Faces harden, hearts turn stone, navigatin' this alone?
Nah, the pack moves as one beast, strength increases from the least.
Snarlin' back at broken dreams, tearin' loose at rotten seams.
The system grinds you into dust, feedin' only on distrust.
Beneath the pavement, somethin' stirs, ancient rhythm, muffled purrs.
Balalaika's mournful twang, cuts the silence like a fang.
Accordion sighs far away, singin' songs of yesterday.
Bleedin' out on broken glass, tryin' to make the nightmare pass.
Inner wolves begin to howl, tearin' down the crumbling wall.
Gotta run or make a stand, clawin' rock with blistered hand.
This relentless, primal grind, leaves the weaker far behind.
[Chorus] (Female Vocalist - High, Ethereal, Haunting, Layered Harmonies)
Oh, roots of iron, deep and cold (Deep and cold)
Stories whispered, brave and old (Brave and old)
Through the frost and fire we roam (Fire we roam)
Seeking shelter, finding home? (Finding home?)
Echoes carry on the snow (On the snow)
Where the hungry rivers flow (Rivers flow)
Carry us where shadows meet (Shadows meet)
On worn and weary, calloused feet. (Calloused feet)
[Bridge] (Combined Vocals - Male rap intensifies beneath soaring female melody, then instrumental breakdown)
(Male, urgent, layered under female): Feel the earth beneath the street! Ancient pulse, a drumming b**t! Voices rising from the deep! Promises we couldn't keep!
(Female, soaring): Roots of iron, twist and bind! Leaving history behind?!
(Instrumental Breakdown: Guitars unleash a massive, sludgy, distorted riff. Drums pound ferociously. Bass rumbles like an earthquake. The balalaika melody fights through the distortion, joined by a sudden, ghostly swell of accordion before being swallowed again by the grunge onslaught.)
[Final Chorus] (Female Lead Vocal - High, Ethereal, Haunting, with Male Ad-libs underneath)
Oh, roots of iron, deep and cold (Male: F***t! Survive!)
Stories whispered, brave and old (Male: Can't deny!)
Through the frost and fire we roam (Male: Push ahead!)
Seeking shelter, finding home? (Male: ...No home...)
Echoes carry on the snow (Male: Hear 'em call!)
Where the hungry rivers flow (Male: Rise and fall!)
Carry us where shadows meet (Male: Pack survives!)
On worn and weary, calloused feet. (Male: Still alive!)
[Outro]
(Female vocal sustains the final word "feet" with layered harmonies, drenched in reverb. The distorted guitars abruptly stop, leaving a heavy silence momentarily filled only by the fading female voice. Then, the mournful balalaika melody re-emerges alone, plucking its simple, minor-key tune into a slow fadeout. A final, distant sigh from the accordion lingers just before silence.)