#1
It's been a long while since I've posted here, but I wrote another song a so here it is.


I feel it now beneath me
The roaring flames of eternity
The terror I feel
This cannot be real
Invincible our infernal foe
The reaper’s here to sow

The Children of the Flame!
These demons now are real
The Children of the Flame
The tormentors are here
The Children of the Flame
Spawn of Hell arise
Hope is lost death is nigh

They’ve come from below
We must fight back, I know
Time is running out
Of this there is no doubt
Invincible our infernal foe
The reaper’s here to sow

Chorus
Instrumental section
Bridge—
They come for us but now we rise
We have hope, They will die
Rally the troops, ready the knights
Together we stand here we fight
Hell’s army can never win
Fight for your brothers, fight for your kin
Rise up my friends our time is nigh
Today we win, hope our cry

Altered chorus:
The Children of the Flame
The demons now are real
The Children of the Flame
But now they’ve been resealed
The Children of the Flame
These creatures know demise
The Children of the Flame
The human race will rise
#2
honestly, i hope to god you live in illinois. id love to start a band with you haha.

edit-
and actually, come to think of it, i think this is the nicest ive ever been on this forum before. haha.
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