a faster metal song with a typical metal voice.
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a faster metal song with a typical metal voice.
5:08
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Prompt:
[Intro] Ooooooh... RISE! RISE AND BAKE! The night is fading, the stars disappear, A golden glow is drawing near, The shutters shake, the ovens roar, Another day of battle at the Sugarforge! Steve is tuning up his bass, Flour on his beard, a smile upon his face, Ben's got drumsticks, ready to go, And Mike is yelling, "WHERE'S THE DOUGH?!" Callie strikes a mighty chord, The ancient oven wakes once more, Four bakers stand beneath the light, Prepared to face the morning fight! [Pre-Chorus] The yeast is rising! The fires ignite! The smell of fresh bread Will conquer the night! [Chorus] DAWN OF THE DOUGH! The Sugarforge calls! Raise up your rolling pins, The morning rises tall! DAWN OF THE DOUGH! Let the baking begin! We knead, we bake, we rise again, And tomorrow we'll do it all again! [Verse 2] Pie Crust Ben pounds out the beat, While Frosting Steve makes something sweet, Pastry Mike takes centre stage, Belting out the baker's rage! Callie the Oven, six strings ablaze, Sets the whole kitchen into a daze, A lightning riff, a cloud of flour, The mixing bowl has met its final hour! The trays are loaded, the timers set, There's chocolate on the kitchen set, The cinnamon rolls begin to rise, Like tiny golden suns before our eyes! [Pre-Chorus] The butter is melting! The kettles are bright! The coffee is flowing! THE FUTURE IS WHITE! [Chorus] DAWN OF THE DOUGH! The Sugarforge calls! Raise up your rolling pins, The morning rises tall! DAWN OF THE DOUGH! Let the baking begin! We knead, we bake, we rise again, And tomorrow we'll do it all again! [Bridge] From the deepest flour bin, To the highest oven flame, We bake beneath the rising sun, And proudly bear the Sugarforge name! No loaf too heavy! No cake too grand! No pastry shall escape our hands! [Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] DAWN OF THE DOUGH! The Sugarforge calls! Raise up your rolling pins, The morning rises tall! DAWN OF THE DOUGH! The ovens burn bright! We knead, we bake, we rise again, And make the whole world taste alright! DAWN OF THE DOUGH! Hear the Sugarforge sing! Four bakers, four warriors, And a thousand treats to bring! The sun is up! The fires glow! The first fresh loaves are ready to go! THE SUGARFORGE LIVES! [Outro] ...and somebody forgot to preheat the oven. ...again.