Winter General

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Banners of frost line the field where warriors stand
(戦士の並ぶ野に霜の旗が列をなす)
Iron breath hammers the pillars of rime
(鉄の息が霜の柱を叩き打つ)
Ancient vows refuse the thaw and turn to glass
(古き誓いは溶けることを拒み硝子と化す)
In the general gaze the north wind keeps its vigil
(将の眼差しに北風は見張りを宿す)

A song drifts over the pale cerulean and calls us nearer
(薄瑠璃の空を歌が漂い我らを誘う)
Close your eyes and the snow will sift the pages of memory
(目を閉じれば雪が記憶の頁を篩う)

Winter General march across the hollow plains
(冬将軍は虚ろなる平原を踏み行く)
Our banners sewn from silence and frozen veins
(我らの旗は沈黙と凍てた血脈で縫われている)
雪は嘘を隠し白き列は進む
(Snow conceals falsehood and the white procession presses onward)
名もなき誓いが朝を呼ぶ
(Nameless oaths summon the coming dawn)

The old keep bell lies sealed in silver silence
(古城の鐘は銀の静寂に封じられる)
Supply roads crumble into stones that grind the dream
(補給路は崩れ落ちて夢を砕く石と化す)
Plain darkness spills slow from our outstretched hands
(差し出した掌から淀んだ闇がゆっくり零れ落ちる)
An icy circlet tightens upon the brow and holds the mind
(氷の環が額に締まり心を縛る)

A slow glacial stomp crushes bone and breath
(ゆっくりとした氷河の踏みつけが骨と息を砕く)
Open chugs like falling glaciers sync with stomps
(崩れ落ちる氷塊の低い唸りが足音に呼応する)
The earth groans then is sealed with frost
(大地がうめきやがて氷で封じられる)

He counts their names and tucks them into snow
(彼は名を数えそれらを雪へとひそかに織り込む)
Each fold a map to where the sunrise failed
(折り畳みのひとつひとつが日の出の敗れた場所への地図となる)

Winter General march across the hollow plains
(冬将軍は虚ろなる平原を踏み行く)
We turn the brittle dawn into a blade of pain
(我らは脆い暁を痛みの刃へと変える)
破れた誓いが白に染まりし時
(When broken vows are stained white)
歩みは止まず夜の路に刻まれる
(Our march does not cease and is carved upon the road of night)

Winter General raises his hand to frozen suns
(冬将軍は凍てつく太陽に手を掲げる)
We trade our warmth for iron while the long wind runs
(長き風が吹き抜ける間 我らは温もりを鉄と交換する)
刃は冷たく光り夢は軋む
(The blade gleams cold and dreams grind)
白き行列が新たな朝を奪う
(The white procession steals the new dawn)

Prompt

At 230 BPM command an extremely galloping freezing brutal symphonic death black metal onslaught marrying pulverizing blast beats with relentless double bass drums and orchestral swells. Chilling synths are always played in background. Open with a crushing gallop that never relents then punctuate with an extended half time breakdown as the central catharsis. Guitars use fierce tremolo picking and downtuned chugs while neoclassical leads weave tragic melodies above brass stabs and choir clusters. Vocals sing cavernous growls shrieks . Add sparse frozen synth motifs and alpine bell figures to evoke ice. Arrange dramatic tempo shifts and a solo that echoes the main motif. Mix with tight growl room processing roomy plate on cleans and stereo orchestral imaging. Automate reverb and width to swell at climaxes and sidechain choir to kick. Preserve low end for sub weight and carve mids for vocal clarity. Place the breakdown after the second chorus so the final chorus rises into a frigid dawn.