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Vual Uvall, Duke of Silent Conquest

[Intro – distant thunder, low chanting choir, war horns fading in] Zodacare od zodameranu…Oro Ibah Aozpi…The ground listens. The conquest begins. [Verse I – slow, crushing, militaristic] In the circle carved with ash and steel,I call the Duke whose armies kneel,Vual, lord of war and silent might,You move the host in endless night. Where banners fall and cities cry,Your shadow passes, empires die,Through oath and blood, through fire and bone,You build your throne from the overthrown. [Pre-Chorus – rising, commanding] The ranks align, the drums resound,Your will now claims the battleground,Through fear and march your law is sworn,From broken crown your reign is born. [Chorus – massive, anthemic, warlike] Vual! Vual!Duke of conquest, iron flame! Vual! Vual!All dominion knows your name! [Verse II – faster, aggressive, martial] You lead the charge, you plan the fall,You break the shield, you breach the wall,From siege to slaughter, oath to dust, All mortal power bends to your thrust. No throne is safe, no gate is strong,When marched upon by your black song,Through smoke and blood, through shattered ground,Your victory is always found. [Bridge – ritual chant, slow and hypnotic] Vual… Vual…Lord of march and crimson crown… Vual… Vual…All resistance now breaks down… [Enn Section – crushing, mantra-like repetition] As ana nany on ca Uvall… As ana nany on ca Uvall… As ana nany on ca Uvall… [Chorus – layered growls + war choir] Vual! Vual!Master of the endless war! Vual! Vual!Let all kingdoms fall once more! [Verse III – doom tempo, ceremonial domination] The altar smokes with iron breath, Each vow is sealed in march and death,I offer strength, I offer flame, To the Duke who conquers in your name. Through fallen kings and broken lines,Through burning realms and ruined signs,Where hope is crushed and fear is crowned,Your empire stands on blood-soaked ground. [Pre-Chorus II – slow, absolute] No peace is true, no crown is sure, When touched by conquest that must endure,Through war and will your truth is shown, All realms are dust before your throne. [Final Chorus – extended, epic, battlefield ritual] Vual! Vual!General of infernal might! Vual! Vual!Guide our blades through endless night! Vual! Vual!Break the world and crown the flame! Vual! Vual!All conquest bears your name! [Outro – fading marching drums, distant chanting] As ana nany on ca Uvall… As ana nany on ca Uvall… Zodacare od zodameranu… Vual… Vual…