Valhalla Calling By Miracle Of Sound Ft. Peyton Parrish (assassin's Creed) (duet Version) -

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The iron cold of winter’s bite,A shadow cast across the light.The raven’s wing, the wolf’s keen eye,Underneath a leaden sky.I feel the ancestors in my blood,A rising tide, a crimson flood. To help me capture the right vibe for

Peyton: (Belting) Can you hear the echo? Gav: (Deep harmony) Across the shifting sea... Both: A promise of the glory that is meant to be! Both: A promise of the glory that is meant to be

Should the next one focus more on the or the emotional/mythological side? They trade lines rapidly, building tension

(The music drops to a heavy, tribal percussion beat. They trade lines rapidly, building tension.) Gav: We sail for honor. Peyton: We sail for gold! Gav: For the sagas... Peyton: Yet to be told! Gav: My brother’s shadow... Peyton: Walks by my side! Both: (Screamed) WITH NOWHERE LEFT FOR THE WEAK TO HIDE!

(Voice cracking with raw power)The longships dance on white-capped foam,The salt and spray shall lead us home!No chains can bind the Viking soul,To reach the shore, that is the goal!With axes high and shields aligned,Leave the peaceful world behind!

(A soaring, folk-metal melody intertwines with a heavy, chugging riff.)