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Battle lines
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Battle lines was released on May 24, 2025 by Insapherium as a part of the album fickle flame
May 24, 2025
LabelInsapherium
LanguageEnglish
BPM105
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

The dawn bleeds red on eastern plains, a symphony of dread
Diesel fumes and grinding gears, the iron fist is spread
Horizon shudders, earth awakes to tremors deep below
A legion formed of hardened steel, a torrent set to flow
Barbed wire snaps, the trenches wait, a fragile, final stand
As shadows stretch, the turrets turn, across the blighted land
The air grows thick, a choking dust, where birdsong used to soar
The clatter rises, track by track, proclaiming total war
Through shattered homes and fields of thorn
They carve a brutal swathe
Each revolution of the tread, a testament to wrath
The optics gleam with cold intent, surveying all they see
No mercy in their steely gaze, just grim necessity
Engines roar a guttural song, a promise of the grave
For those who dare to stand against the tidal, armored wave
The ground gives way to monsters born of forge and fiery breath
As liberation's faded dream succumbs to iron death
Commanders bark their harsh decrees, through static, crackling sound
The gunners sight their waiting prey, on consecrated ground
A rumble deepens to a roar, the earth begins to shake
As behemoths of channeled rage their deadly progress make
The infantry, like scattered ants, now seek what shelter lies
Beneath the shadow of the beasts, with terror in their eyes
This brutal ballet now begins, of fire, steel, and fate
No turning back, the die is cast, sealed by the hands of hate
The first shots rip the morning calm, a flash, a violent crack
Explosions bloom like poison flowers, there is no turning back
The battle lines, now clearly drawn in smoke and burning soil
A crucible where courage burns and lesser spirits boil
Each impact screams a metal hymn, a chorus of despair
As shrapnel dances through the fields, and taints the acrid air
No quarter asked, no solace found, in this metallic fray
Just engines screaming defiance as the tanks roll on their way
Written by: Toby Harvey
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