"Cimmerians Main Theme" genre: Film Music
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	(8.18.02) The barbarian-type theme to the Cimmerian Clan. Short but sweet. Music used for their flash intro.
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	Story Behind the Song (8.18.02) The barbarian-type theme to the Cimmerian Clan. Short but sweet. Music used for their flash intro. Wowa... I like this one. Comprised of Soundfonts. Hope you like it. Used for an intro for the Cimmerian CS clan. Here's what the Talented Writer, Justin Adkins wrote about this song: enjoy! The black, swollen sky above tears open with the searing, razor edge of a crystal white lightning bolt that stabs deep into the smoldering plain below where a thousand soldiers march toward each other, throwing themselves into a heated battle. Swords clang together with more noise and power than the thunder above. Arrows pierce the sultry air and wind, hunting for flesh like birds of prey. In the heart of the firestorm and bloodshed, one man with arms of steel and eyes of blazing passion cuts his way through the briar of glistening spears and sword tips darkened with blood. Flesh meets the ringing edges of his own lightning lit blade as he cuts his way through the opposing army, leading his soldiers closer to victory. But thicker and thicker the suffocating dust becomes around him, stirred by the beating rhythm of the onslaught. Louder and louder are the screams of men and beast dying, the crackle and hiss of the lightning, and the roar of the earth exploding its rage on the mountaintops near by. If hell exists, he has found it. Yet through it all, he still finds strength. His stone like body that stands over those around him as if he were a statue is soft inside-his heart hanging on thoughts of his wife and family. It was this image that made his eyes glow brighter with fierce intent. A cry of honor and strength escapes his lungs and lips. His scattered army replies with the same deafening roar, feeding new life into their tired limbs. Blood sprays through clouds of dirt like boiling rain. Faster and faster the battle becomes. Louder and louder the rolling drums of the thunder get before the battle draws to a close. The hard eyed leader pulls his blade free of the dark armored soldier at his feet and peers into the thinning curtain of dust pulled off the scorched and battle scarred hill. A golden sunrise opens the swirling, black veil of clouds, blanketing his soldiers in a warm, comforting morning. Behind him, their banner still waves. Around him, the signs of victory remain; and he closes his eyes to think only of his home. copyright Justin Adkins - JustinAAdkins@aol.com

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