旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM77
歌詞
I used to hold the back row, stun the singles, set the traps
Watching for the hairline fractures, waiting for the snaps
I was a graveyard architect, building walls out of the stone
A king of an empty hallway, comfortable alone
But you didn't come to be protected, you didn't come to hide
You came to turn the funeral into a war drum ride
Now we drizzle isn't just a route, it's a circuit in the wire
I'm the cold rod iron, you're the oxygen for the fire
We don't play house, we build a fort while they're asleep
The secrets that we share are the only ones the norms will keep
It's a dual-blade symmetry, a high-stakes pact
If the world is a stage, we're the ones who burn the act
Like the wolves that chase the sun, we swallowed up the light
We don't fear the dark, we are the architects of night
When the ash begins to fall, and the oceans start to freeze
We don't let Earth decide, we bring the giants to their knees
When the weight is heavy, we heave
Until Valhalla, we won't leave
Heya (heya)
Heya (heya)
Heya (heya)
Look
Frost giant blood, I'm the blizzard in the iron lung
Valkyrie beside me with the heavy metal hymn sung
I'm a glacier with a pulse, move a mall like a tectonic
You're a temporary trend with a permanent and chronic
Got the Mjölnir in the pocket, yeah, the heavy metal dividend
I don't negotiate with snakes, I just leave the venom withering
I'm the poison in the marrow, I'm the splinter in the bone
You're a beggar in the courtyard, I'm the reaper, I'm the throne
Tear the fabric of the status, I'm the master of the raid
Turning every glass ceiling to a blood-spattered blade
My heart is a vault, and she's the only one with the code
Weather heavy duty, weather on a dead-end road
I don't need a crown to be the head of the table
I'm the one who cut the wire, I'm the killer of the fable
Put the gold in the dirt, let the interest grow cold
I'm a thousand years young in a minute-old bold
Checkmate
I watched you hold the sky until your knuckles turned to white
A solitary soldier in a never-ending night
But even gods get tired of the weight of being strong
So I became the silence in the middle of your song
We're the great war story that the poets never told
The kind of love that's weaponized, the kind that won't be sold
If I'm the will, then wear the blade that carves the final line
I'll give you all my dark if you give me all your spine
Let them call us monsters from the safety of their pens
We'll be standing in the breach where the world ends and we begin
Like the wolves that chase the sun, we swallowed up the light
We don't fear the dark, we are the architects of night
When the ash begins to fall, and the oceans start to freeze
We don't let Earth decide, we bring the giants to their knees
When the weight is heavy, we heave
Until Valhalla, we won't leave
Heya (heya)
Heya (heya)
Heya
Until Valhalla, we won't leave
Heya (heya)
Heya (heya)
Heya
Written by: Garrett Raymond Luttrell


