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Insipired by Ark Survival Evolved and Ascended , song is on the Fjordur map, but there is a twist in it. You are a vampire. Music made by Suno AI . Website : https://suno.com/ Video made in: https://vizzy.io Project by:Rashan Lyrics: Night falls on Fjordur’s frozen crown… Where runes bleed… and wolves wear kings. I sail through blackened fjords where the cold lights pray, Under aurora veils in a funeral display. Stone-thrones of giants, pines like cathedral spears, I taste the iron moon through a thousand years. I taste the iron moon through a thousand years. My cloak is storm-wind, my hunger is pure— I am the shadow that Fjordur can’t cure. Hear the ravens, ink on sky, Odin’s breath where the dead don’t die. Runic rivers, veins of night— I drink the dark to see the light. Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes, Through crypts of ice and elder stones. I am the vampire of the North, Bound to realms by crimson oaths. Teleport—through spheres I fall, A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall. Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me— A Dracula crowned by mythic sea. From redwood gloom to snowfield graves, Through swamp-mist mouths where the darkness waves, I stalk the cliffs where the sea-wraith sings, And tame the night with leathered wings. In volcanic breath, in crystal lair, Even daylight shivers when I’m there. Biomes like chapters, carved in bone, Every path a bloodline, every stone a throne. The world is a castle—wide and torn, And I am its lord by dusk reborn. Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes, Through crypts of ice and elder stones. I am the vampire of the North, Bound to realms by crimson oaths. Teleport—through spheres I fall, A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall. Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me— A Dracula crowned by mythic sea. In hollow hives where the honey rots, I hear the buzzing like cursed thoughts. The Bee Queen rises—golden plague, A crown of stingers, a royal rage. I bare my fangs, I break her swarm, And drink the venom to stay warm. Kneel, little monarch of wax and pain— Your amber throne will burn again. In Fjordur’s dusk, I carve my sign: A vampire rune, a deathless line. Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes, Through crypts of ice and elder stones. I am the vampire of the North, Bound to realms by crimson oaths. Teleport—through spheres I fall, A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall. Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me— A Dracula crowned by mythic sea. Two shadows circle, twin-eyed hate— The Twin Wolves guard a frostbound gate. Their teeth are legends, their breath is blight, They tear through armor, they bite through night. I whisper psalms in a northern tongue, And the saga bleeds where the battle’s sung. “I claim this realm—” (And speak its name—) Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes, Through crypts of ice and elder stones. I am the vampire of the North, Bound to realms by crimson oaths. Teleport—through spheres I fall, A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall. Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me— A Dracula crowned by mythic sea. Between the spheres—I split the sky, A coffin-ship where starlights die. I step through rifts like chapel doors, To secret realms and godless shores. And in the deep… the oldest howl— The legend wearing winter’s crown… Fenrir! Chain-breaker, world-devourer, Frost-teeth bloom like a midnight flower. I face the giant of prophecy’s scar, With vampire faith and a cursed black star. If Ragnarok calls—then let it be, I’ll drink the end and set it Fjordur! I walk your midnight biomes, Through crypts of ice and elder stones. I am the vampire of the North, Bound to realms by crimson oaths. Teleport—through spheres I fall, A bat-winged king in Valhalla’s hall. Fjordur! Your wild heart beats in me— A Dracula crowned by mythic sea. On Fjordur’s ice… my shadow stays. Immortal… in the northern haze. #ARK #Fjordur #GothicMetal #Vampire #NordicMyth #SunoAI #EpicMetal #DarkFantasy