Strength of the Liturgy

(Verse 1) In the cathedral of distortion, Where harmonics echo like sacred chants, Sweeping across frets, a fervent devotion, Metal souls ablaze, their fiery riffs advance. (Pre-Chorus) Drumsticks beat like ancient hymns, Electric currents surge, a primal dance, Speed metal prayers ascend, their vigor unswayed, Creativity arpegios, a symphony’s chance. (Chorus) We wield our axes, forged in steel, The congregation roars, their faith unyielding, From classic chords to lightning solos, The liturgy of distortion, our hearts revealing. (Bridge) In the shadowed sanctuary of amplifiers, We find strength—our sacred pact, The pulse of the drum solo, relentless fire, Electric communion, where legends are intact. (Outro) And as the final note reverberates, We raise our guitars, a benediction, For in this metal liturgy, we consecrate, The power of music—the ultimate conviction.