🔥 An AI-generated fusion of Appalachian folk and modern metal.
This track blends blast beats, snarling guitars, breakneck banjo, frenzied fiddle, and dual vocals — deep male growls and soaring female cleans — to create a brutal, emotional hybrid sound.
🎶 Genre: Appalachian Metal, Folk Metal, Bluegrasscore, AI-Metal
🎤 Vocals: AI male growls + AI female epic leads
🌋 Vibe: Heavy, mythic, rebellious, cinematic
Lyrics explore:
A nation of forgotten people, rising from ashes, fighting through a broken land — carrying fire despite being “orphans” of the world.
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⚠️ This track is entirely AI-generated for experimental and creative purposes.
Lyrics:
Being human’s like a weight that drags you through the dirt,
We’re the nameless in the lineup, we’re the ones who tasted hurt.
You forgot us in the corners, in the halls where echoes sleep—
But the worst is when we lose ourselves, and fall into the deep.
We tear at one another just to feel we’re still alive,
’Cause every fang the darkness owns comes hunting where we thrive.
But colder than the monsters, than the lies that stalk the night,
Are the ones who hate the human spark, who fear a soul alight.
We’re the orphans—
Left in the ashes, born from the dust.
Yeah, we’re the orphans—
Marked by the world, betrayed by its trust.
Still we rise up, fists to the sky, against a fate we never planned—
A nation full of orphans
In an orphaned, broken land.
Maybe some of us are breathing futures no one sees,
Carving visions out of chaos, bending iron with our knees.
Past a dog’s-life kind of living, past the hunger in our bones,
There are voices made for thunder, built to shake the empty thrones.
’Cause bigger than our wounds is something burned into the ground—
A people cut from roots and truth, a whole world left unbound.
A scar that spans the ages, ghosting everything we are,
But even orphans carry fire—yeah, we light the final star.
We’re the orphans—
Left in the ashes, born from the dust.
Yeah, we’re the orphans—
Marked by the world, betrayed by its trust.
Still we rise up, fists to the sky, against a fate we never planned—
A nation full of orphans
In an orphaned, broken land.
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