Scaly War Cry

{low-tuned bronze war horns bellow} {heavy steady war drum stomp} {low guttural

reptilian hissing} (ssssssss) Deep in the marsh where the iron trees grow

Green-skinned invaders are marching below We watch from the canopy,

cold and unseen To strike from the shadows of primeval green

{plucked traditional bone lutes}

Let the crude axes fall on our stone (ahhhh) They will leave

nothing but splinters and bone {dramatic orchestral swell} {percussion

intensifies} Claw and scale against the iron horde!

Defend the temple, unsheath the obsidian sword!

(hiss) We hold the gates,

we never yield the ground Under the canopy,

the war cry will sound!

{heavy driving battle beat} {massive

cinematic brass} Their warboss is roaring,

his armor is black But our poisoned arrows will break the attack

Cold blooded hunters, we strike from the mud This ancient soil will

drink of their blood

{slide of bone flute} {furious war drum solo} {shattered steel sound effects}

{screaming ancient warhorns} (roar!) {fast-paced tribal rhythms} The green tide recedes

in the damp morning air

Only silent stone remains standing there (ssssssss) {distant fading war horns}

{slow fading single drum

beat}