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DOOM SONG 4 DOOM Song 4 | The Slayer Advances | Gaming Rap / Metal Anthem Song 4 of the DOOM series 🔥 Hell is losing ground. The Slayer is no longer reacting — he is advancing. Every battle is faster, louder, and more brutal than the last. This chapter focuses on momentum, escalation, and total domination. No fear. No hesitation. Just forward motion. #DOOM #DoomSlayer #GamingMusic #MetalRap #GameAnthem #DoomSeries #FPSMusic Lyrics The coffin cracked with trembling steel, Ancient dust and rage revealed. They whispered legends in the dark, But none believed the sleeping spark. A chamber hissed — the walls gave way, The Slayer opened eyes of gray. Chains snapped loose with violent tone, And Hell felt fear it’s never known. A voice said, “Stay calm— let’s explain—” I crushed the screen; I loathe that chain. If Hell returned to earth and Mars, Then so would I — their iron scars. When the Slayer woke angry… The universe forgot its pride. When the Slayer woke angry… Hell itself tried to hide. Argent fires burned in veins, Corridors pulsed with demon chains. Bodies sprawled along the deck, UAC lies around my neck. They drilled through Hell for boundless light, Thought darkness wouldn’t take that bite. But Hell consumes what mortals crave — Turns every genius to a slave. I walked the labs like molten wrath, A shadow carved from vengeance’ path. Imps leapt screaming through shattered doors, I slammed them hard against the floors. Gore nests pulsed like beating hearts, Hell-artifacts in twisted arts. I tore them free with brutal sound— The chamber shook, the earth unwound. A baron roared from fire-red, Charging fast with eyes undead. Steel met bone in screaming arcs, Flames lit up the Martian darks. I crushed its skull in armored palm, Left its rage forever calm. A whisper ran through Hell’s domain— “The Slayer walks… again.” When the Slayer woke angry… The dead learned how to run. When the Slayer woke angry… Even demons feared the sun. Olivia’s lies fed UAC pride, She sold humanity from inside. Her sermons dripped with cosmic rust, Her greed consumed by demon lust. The Lazarus Wave tore worlds apart, Turned science into Hell’s black heart. She opened Hell with smiling grace— Then Hell embraced her hollow face. The Foundry burned in molten roar, Bodies charred across the floor. Demons bathed in furnace glow, I waded through their holy show. One by one the monsters cracked, Under fury Hell once lacked. Every step a warning sent: “No god you shape will circumvent.” Through Argent Tower’s rising flame, Her portal stretched with no shame. She ascended into fiery bloom, Welcomed demons to their tomb. I followed through the blazing gate, Hell’s own realm to desecrate. Mountains roared in crimson storms, Titans stirred in monstrous forms. But even they turned cold inside When they sensed the hate I carried wide. When the Slayer woke angry… Hell remembered ancient pain. When the Slayer woke angry… No demon claimed the chain. I tore through armies, horde on horde, Shattered faith in Hell's dark lord. Cyber fiends, possessed machines, Cacodemons splitting seams. Every kill a righteous scar, Every roar a dying star. And deep below the screaming pits, A prophecy in silence sits: “The Doom Slayer rises Where the worlds overlap. He carries war within his hands, Hell breaks beneath his wrath.” At last I stood at ruin’s core, Where Olivia fell forevermore. Her twisted body split apart, Becoming Hell’s corrupted heart. A spider demon rose in bile, I crushed its crown with savage style. And Hell went quiet for a beat— A trembling void beneath my feet. But then a voice — cold as ice, Spoke of balance, war, and price. The Seraphim’s blade, the chained decree, The crucible waiting silently. A flash of blue, a stolen win— Samuel Hayden pulled me in. He said, “You are destruction’s hand. But now I lead. You understand.” I cocked my gun but couldn’t fire— He stole the Crucible entire. The world split open, white and bright… And darkness swallowed out the light. When the Slayer woke angry… The holy learned to kneel. When the Slayer woke angry… The Seraph broke the seal. And in the void between the stars, I swore my oath with shattered scars: “When next we meet, O steel-made liar… I’ll bring Hell’s fury. And Hell’s fire.”