D. Spurgeon
D. is 21 years old.
He is the Lead Singer of Undead!.
D. is also known as "Lazarus".
D. is located in New York at Gravesyard Records.
D. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to improve skill in order to get ahead professionally.
Duncan Hale
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Song Details
Duncan Hale is Singalong music in tempo Moderato. The music is perfect and the lyrics are incredible. The song was written 3/26/2024 by D. Spurgeon. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
52 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
20 |
| Genre: |
Punk Rock |
| Owner: |
Undead! |
| First Revealed: |
3/28/2024 |
Dominant Instruments
Electric Guitar
Lead Vocals
Special Lyrics
(Verse 1)
By emerald fields where shamrocks grow, under skies of Irish blue,
Stood Duncan Hale, with heart aglow, his spirit fierce and true.
A minstrel in our merry band, his fiddle sang of seas,
In taverns across the rolling land, he played with grace and ease.
(Chorus)
Oh, Duncan Hale, your notes sail on the wild Atlantic breeze,
In every pub and windswept cove, your melodies do please.
With rebel heart and warrior's hand, you danced the cliffs so pale,
Your music binds us, strong and grand, to the spirit of the Gael.
(Verse 2)
When drums of war did beat afar, and called our sons to fight,
Duncan bore his fiddle, like a soldier in the night.
Against the foe, he stood so brave, beneath the banner green,
His melody, a wave that gave, hope to the fight unseen.
(Chorus)
Oh, Duncan Hale, your notes sail on the wild Atlantic breeze,
In every pub and windswept cove, your melodies do please.
With rebel heart and warrior's hand, you danced the cliffs so pale,
Your music binds us, strong and grand, to the spirit of the Gael.
(Bridge)
In the hush of twilight, by the ancient Celtic stones,
We hear his laughter in the breeze, in the earth, his fiddle’s tones.
A hero’s legacy, through the mist, to lands where legends dwell,
In our hearts, his song persists, a tale we’re bound to tell.
(Verse 3)
Now, by the fire’s glow, we gather, our voices blend in song,
For Duncan, brother, friend, in memory ever strong.
Through fields of green, he roams at peace, where rivers gently wail,
In our songs, his presence never ceases, his spirit does not fail.
(Chorus)
Oh, Duncan Hale, your notes sail on the wild Atlantic breeze,
In every pub and windswept cove, your melodies do please.
With rebel heart and warrior's hand, you danced the cliffs so pale,
Your music binds us, strong and grand, to the spirit of the Gael.
(Outro)
So raise a glass to Duncan, our fallen comrade dear,
In lands of myth and magic, we feel his presence near.
His journey now at end, in the halls of ancestors regale,
Till we meet beyond the bend, slán leat, Duncan Hale.