DUELING GUITARS

DUELING GUITARS

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Dueling guitars is it the end of time
Lightning and thunder tearing up the ground
Mountains are rising the earth is quaking.
Foundations are cracking, the world is shaking.
In the heat of the night, where the shadows collide,
Two guitars ignite, in a battle of pride.
They scream and they wail, in a symphony of sound,
Every pick of the strings lightning and thunder roll across the ground.
A battle of notes, a clash of the divine,
Where the power of chords echo through space and time,
Dueling guitars, leaving a storm in their wake,
Thunder and lightning, the world begins to break,
They play for the soul, they play for the fight,
Their music so fierce, it shakes the ground late into the night.
Mountains crumble, as the sky is torn,
As the rhythm gets louder, the battle's been sworn,
The earth starts to tremble, the skies turn to flame,
It's the call of the wild, it's the sound of the game.
Shaking bones so deep
Melodic destruction no peace no sleep
Neck to neck in a chaotic storm past the point of return
a legend is born.
Battle lines drawn no room for escape
Watch the world as it burns.
Each note a hammer striking the ground like a mighty axe.
Their fingers fly, sending shock wave across the sky,
Fingers bleeding never say die,
Dueling guitars, like a sonic typhoon,
Their power unchained, breaking the moon,
They play for the lost, they play for the brave,
Their music so fierce, wakes the dead from the grave.
In the eye of the tempest, the harmony's found,
Where light meets the dark, and the earth is unwound,
A moment of peace, amidst the chaos so wild,
A silent reprieve, as the guitars go silent.
Two dueling guitars pause, and are about to get violent.
The calm is short-lived, the storm quickly returns,
Their battle continues, heart of the warriors begin to burn,
The air is alive with the electric thrill,
The ground shakes harder, the mountains are torn,
Their music is the dawn of the new day's mourn,
The earth is their stage, the sky is their dome, the battle field for the moment is where they call home.
Their power so vast, it can't be ignored.
They play for the living, they play for the dead,
Their music so fierce, it rattles your head.
The final chord strikes, the earth stands still,
The music has conquered, the duel is fulfilled,
The lightning retreats, the thunder is done,
Their echoes remain, when the new day has begun,
The land has been shaped by their fiery might,
Their legend lives on, through the day and the night.
Dueling guitars, the battle is won,
Their music has changed the face of the sun,
They played for the ages, they played for the thrill,
Their music so fierce, it still echoes through the hill.
The echoes fade, the earth stands still
The story of the battle, was a sight to behold, for generations to come the legend will be told. Two guitars just forged a record of gold.