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From the depths of chaos, a fire burns bright, Summoners gather, in the heart of the night. A ritual of power, in shadows they stand, Conjuring forces from a distant land.

The runes are etched, the candles aflame, Mystic energy, they're ready to claim. Through incantations, they weave the spell, A metal symphony, in the depths of hell.
Summoners spawn, in a realm of their own, Forging a bond, with powers unknown. A crescendo of darkness, a thundering sound, Their metal anthem, shaking the ground.
Beasts of the abyss, at their beck and call, Crashing like thunder, they'll conquer all. Guitars screaming, drums pound like a heart, Summoners rise, tearing worlds apart.
The rift tears open, dimensions collide, From the void they emerge, swelling with pride. With every note played, reality bends, Their song of conquest, to the darkness it sends.
Summoners spawn, in a realm of their own, Forging a bond, with powers unknown. A crescendo of darkness, a thundering sound, Their metal anthem, shaking the ground.
Searing guitar solos, like a blade through the night, Raging inferno, igniting their might. Basslines like earthquakes, shaking the core, Summoners' spawn, forever they roar.
In the maelstrom they stand, triumphant and grand, A legion of chaos, across the land. Their music, a weapon, their screams a command, Unleashing the darkness, as they take a stand.
Summoners spawn, in a realm of their own, Forging a bond, with powers unknown. A crescendo of darkness, a thundering sound, Their metal anthem, shaking the ground.
As the final chords echo, the summoners recede, Back to the shadows, where secrets they feed. But their song lingers on, in the hearts of the bold, A metal saga of power untold.

Description

From the depths of chaos, a fire burns bright, Summoners gather, in the heart of the night. A ritual of power, in shadows they stand, Conjuring forces from a distant land.

The runes are etched, the candles aflame, Mystic energy, they're ready to claim. Through incantations, they weave the spell, A metal symphony, in the depths of hell.
Summoners spawn, in a realm of their own, Forging a bond, with powers unknown. A crescendo of darkness, a thundering sound, Their metal anthem, shaking the ground.
Beasts of the abyss, at their beck and call, Crashing like thunder, they'll conquer all. Guitars screaming, drums pound like a heart, Summoners rise, tearing worlds apart.
The rift tears open, dimensions collide, From the void they emerge, swelling with pride. With every note played, reality bends, Their song of conquest, to the darkness it sends.
Summoners spawn, in a realm of their own, Forging a bond, with powers unknown. A crescendo of darkness, a thundering sound, Their metal anthem, shaking the ground.
Searing guitar solos, like a blade through the night, Raging inferno, igniting their might. Basslines like earthquakes, shaking the core, Summoners' spawn, forever they roar.
In the maelstrom they stand, triumphant and grand, A legion of chaos, across the land. Their music, a weapon, their screams a command, Unleashing the darkness, as they take a stand.
Summoners spawn, in a realm of their own, Forging a bond, with powers unknown. A crescendo of darkness, a thundering sound, Their metal anthem, shaking the ground.
As the final chords echo, the summoners recede, Back to the shadows, where secrets they feed. But their song lingers on, in the hearts of the bold, A metal saga of power untold.