[Verse] Chaos rising Dar Terror Peanut thrives Jag's fragile dreams Shattered lives Fortnite battlefield Blood-stained fame Dar Terror’s wrath Curse Jag’s name! [Verse 2] Nightmare bringer Peanut’s hands stained Jag's tears flow Futile and pained Scream of victory Echoing night Peanut's power Fortnites's plight! [Chorus] Dar Terror Peanut Unchallenged might Crushes Jag In every fight Victory’s scream Echoes so loud Peanut’s terror Under dark cloud! [Bridge] Jag loves dear sister Tender heart Peanut shreds lives Tears them apart Nightmare’s curse Jag’s fateful loss Peanut’s reign Pain’s relentless boss! [Verse 3] Jag's hope falters Shrouded in dread Peanut’s storm Rivers run red Unstoppable force Cruel and true Peanut's reign Jag's world new! [Chorus] Dar Terror Peanut Unchallenged might Crushes Jag In every fight Victory’s scream Echoes so loud Peanut’s terror Under dark cloud!
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The lyrics convey a sense of despair and struggle, particularly through the character of Jag, who experiences loss and futility. In contrast, the character of Dar Terror Peanut exudes power and dominance, creating an emotional landscape of fear and tension mixed with a sense of inevitable defeat.
This song could be used in competitive gaming events, particularly during intense moments in games like Fortnite, or perhaps as a theme for video game tournaments where the narrative of rivalry is emphasized.
The song employs aggressive and powerful vocal techniques typical of scream metal, combining heavily distorted guitar riffs and intense drumming that evoke an atmosphere of chaos and conflict. The repetition in the chorus emphasizes the dominant theme of terror and the cyclical nature of battle, enhancing the overall impact.
[Verse] Night falls down splinter crack Voices yelling in the pitch black No direction feel the sting Hearts pound scream sing [Chorus] Echoes in the void Silent souls destroyed We’re crying thunder loud Break apart the shroud [Verse 2] Shadows move on broken glass No illusion future past Running wild beyond the drain Madness in the rain [Chorus] Echoes in the void Silent souls destroyed We’re crying thunder loud Break apart the shroud [Bridge] Raw and bleeding fight Claw against the night Rage so pure it blinds No escape just binds [Verse 3] Faces twisted in the street Eyes averted bitter heat No salvation grit and grind Desperation kind
We start out low, helping a downed agent. Those we help now will help us later. Take back the White House is first. Just move forward gaining your ground. Meet with the head of organization upstairs. Minitures across a game board of sorts, He tells you you are the new sheriff in town. Justice will be delivered to those around. Bringing safety to a reality to the cities Killing all the gangs of NYC & DC. We are Strategic Homeland Division An agent of peace and order for you. Raining hell on the enemies and stealing their resources, control points and gear. Wrecking house on those who oppose Peace on the land of the red, white and blue. By the end of the game, you'll be at the top. Never looking back to what you've been through. Moving forward to the seasonal manhunts, Getting better with each kill and gear build. Pushing through each encounter every day. The people can rely on you and your skills. Manny, Kelso, Cindy and the rest are there, Until your mission comes to an end and filled. Bringing safety to a reality to the cities Killing all the gangs of NYC & DC. We are Strategic Homeland Division An agent of peace and order for you. Raining hell on the enemies and stealing their resources, control points and gear. Wrecking house on those who oppose Peace on the land of the red, white and blue. Now push onto filling your watch to perfection. Entering each point, one by one by one. Every level until you ahve reached the top Of your game and slotted each point. You will become the agent who is wreckin' house. You bring death and destruction to the enemy. Your shots now land maximized weapon damage Because you're the baddest mofo in this joint. We start out low, helping a downed agent. Those we help now will help us later. Take back the White House is first. Just move forward gaining your ground. Meet with the head of organization upstairs. Minitures across a game board of sorts, He tells you you are the new sheriff in town. Justice will be delivered to those around. Bringing safety to a reality to the cities Killing all the gangs of NYC & DC. We are Strategic Homeland Division An agent of peace and order for you. Raining hell on the enemies and stealing their resources, control points and gear. Wrecking house on those who oppose Peace on the land of the red, white and blue. By the end of the game, you'll be at the top. Never looking back to what you've been through. Moving forward to the seasonal manhunts, Getting better with each kill and gear build. Pushing through each encounter every day. The people can rely on you and your skills. Manny, Kelso, Cindy and the rest are there, Until your mission comes to an end and filled. Bringing safety to a reality to the cities Killing all the gangs of NYC & DC. We are Strategic Homeland Division An agent of peace and order for you. Raining hell on the enemies and stealing their resources, control points and gear. Wrecking house on those who oppose Peace on the land of the red, white and blue.
A guerra e a paz E o doce de ananás. A fome em áfrica e a varinha mágica. O imposto do gasóleo E o preço do petróleo Na era do plástico Na era do plástico Na era do plástico Com o clima não se brinca. As montanhas sem neve dão o sinal. Temos que acertar o azimute. Vamos parar antes que seja fatal. Na era do plástico Na era do plástico Na era do plástico Com o clima não se discute. As montanhas sem neve dão o sinal. Temos que acertar o azimute. Vamos parar, antes que seja fatal. Na era do plástico Na era do plástico Na era do plástico Temos que agir. O tempo está a terminar. O planeta tem que sorrir. O plástico, tem que acabar!!!
[Verse] Bound by their words Eternal chains No escape Our freedom drains Contracts inked in blood-soaked lines Enforced with power Souls confined [Chorus] Read the fine print Rights are lost Signed away at any cost Trapped in cyber Rules unfold Futures bought Futures sold [Verse] Their control It fuels our rage In this cage We are the prey Suffer through unjust decree None shall ever be set free [Chorus] Read the fine print Rights are lost Signed away at any cost Trapped in cyber Rules unfold Futures bought Futures sold [Bridge] Puppets on their iron string Under reign No questioning Domains binding World in grip Human spirits start to slip [Verse] In the shadows Voices cry Visions of rebellion die Laws of terror Chained for life Endless darkness Ceaseless strife
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Znowu wróciłeś najebany Miałeś pójść po wypłate Ty masz być taki zalatany Wróciles najebany W drugiej ręce trzymając jakieś łachy Browar za browarem jest twym życia towarem Monetki ci chuja dadzą Jak przechalsz wypłatę całą RYCHU!! RYCHU!! Tępy chuju przestań chlac! RYCHU!! RYCHU!! Przestań się opierdalać!! Miałeś iść do warzywniaka Jednak z ciebie taka pokraka Że przecier pomidorowy Stwierdziłeś że jesteś gotowy Wjebać na miejscu Browar za browarem jest twym życia towarem Monetki ci chuja dadzą Jak przechlasz wypłatę całą RYCHU!! RYCHU!! Tępy chuju przestań chlać! RYCHU!! RYCHU!! Przestań się opierdalać!!
I can't go to sleep, with all these melodies in my head It's just another night I won't be spending in my bed Can't stop thinking about How this will make me bread All I know is I'll be grinding til the day I'm dead But I can't think twice, Or else I'll get it twisted Can't wait for the chance, Or else I'm gonna miss it I Gotta bring out, every single thing I've got Cuz It'd all be a waste, if I let myself stop Chorus/Hook: It would be better, If we were together Take me today and let me show you the way It would be better, If we were together Take my hand and let me show you who you really are I'm me, gotta Take it or leave it But if you want to love it Then love you shall receive it I'm a simple guy, At the end of the day Life's easy if you take it, Let me show you the way Now you're just having a good time Sitting here listening to my rhyme
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(Verse 1) Rolling thunder breaks the dawn, Battle’s beast, an iron spawn. Forged in fire, clad in might, Abrams leads the final fight. With guns ablaze, it takes the field, No fear, no yield, its fate is sealed. In desert sands or city’s steel, The SEP V3—the war machine’s zeal. (Chorus) Hammer of the battlefield, might of our command, Steel and fury forged by hand. Iron fist, in freedom’s name, Abrams SEP V3, war’s eternal flame. (Verse 2) 120mm shells carve the way, Through steel and stone, through night and day. Reactive armor, shrapnel’s bane, No force can break the metal reign. With turbine screams, the fury flows, The hammer strikes, the enemy knows— With treads that crush, and sights so clear, The battlefield’s god, we have no fear. (Chorus) Hammer of the battlefield, might of our command, Steel and fury forged by hand. Iron fist, in freedom’s name, Abrams SEP V3, war’s eternal flame. (Bridge) Sensors lock, the target set, Victory is born in threat. Guided rounds and digital eyes, Nothing escapes the Abrams’ prize. With veins of oil, a soul of flame, A titan built to stake our claim. In armor clad, unstoppable might, Our steel defender, bringer of light. (Chorus) Hammer of the battlefield, might of our command, Steel and fury forged by hand. Iron fist, in freedom’s name, Abrams SEP V3, war’s eternal flame. (Outro) Through shattered lands, it stands alone, A king of war, steel and stone. The SEP V3, the legacy forged, Forever our shield, forever our sword.
Here's a knocking indeed! If a man were porter of hell-gate, he should have old turning the key. Knock, knock, knock! Who's there, i' the name of Beelzebub? Here's a farmer, that hanged himself on the expectation of plenty: come in time; have napkins enow about you; here you'll sweat for't. Knock, knock! Who's there, in the other devil's name? Faith, here's an equivocator, that could swear in both the scales against either scale; who committed treason enough for God's sake, yet could not equivocate to heaven: O, come in, equivocator. Knock, knock, knock! Who's there? Faith, here's an English tailor come hither, for stealing out of a French hose: come in, tailor; here you may roast your goose. Knock, knock; never at quiet! What are you? But this place is too cold for hell. I'll devil-porter it no further: I had thought to have let in some of all professions that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. Anon, anon! I pray you, remember the porter.
