
DBmusic - The Forest's Guardian
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- drum and bass
- melodic death metal
- metal
- electric guitar
- male vocalist
- progressive metal
- drums
- hard rock
- bagpipe
- 2020s
- folk metal
- epic metal
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Melodic Death Metal and few Folk for the song of The Forest's Guardian, Radagast the Brown.
Lyrics
[Start][Bagpipe Intro]
The misty air is filled with the ancient sound
Echoes of battles, where heroes were crowned
The bagpipe's call rides the mountain breeze
A herald of stories, long as the trees
Guitar Riff and Drums
Verse 1
In shadows cast by towering oaks,
A druid walks, where no man's yolk,
His robes earth-brown, with eyes that gleam,
In the dance of leaves, he weaves the dream.
Pre-Chorus
In the ancient woods, a whisper calls,
Magic flows through roots untamed,
Radagast knows the hidden paths,
Nature's guardian, never falling.
Chorus
Keeper of the forest, all creatures heed his name,
Radagast the Brown, in the wild he'll remain,
With staff in hand, his light is never dimmed,
Friend of beasts, where sorcery begins.
Post-Chorus
Oh, in thickets dense, the forest's call
Oh, in shadows dappled, standing tall
Verse 2
Through the tangled boughs, he strides alone,
Mushrooms grow in his wake and moss overstone,
Birds and beasts around him gather and sing,
To the rhythm of life, joy they bring.
Pre-Chorus
In the ancient woods, a whisper calls,
Magic flows through roots untamed,
Radagast knows the hidden paths,
Nature's guardian, never falling.
Chorus
Keeper of the forest, all creatures heed his name,
Radagast the Brown, in the wild he'll remain,
With staff in hand, his light is never dimmed,
Friend of beasts, where sorcery begins.
Post-Chorus
Oh, in thickets dense, the forest's call
Oh, in shadows dappled, standing tall[Guitar Solo]
Bagpipe and Drums
Pre-Chorus
In the ancient woods, a whisper calls,
Magic flows through roots untamed,
Radagast knows the hidden paths,
Nature's guardian, never falling.[Chorus]
Keeper of the forest, all creatures heed his name,
Radagast the Brown, in the wild he'll remain,
With staff in hand, his light is never dimmed,
Friend of beasts, where sorcery begins.
Post-Chorus
Oh, in thickets dense, the forest's call
Oh, in shadows dappled, standing tall
End
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