Within the video game lore, the members are:
Karthus - Vocals
Olaf - Drums
Mordekaiser - Guitar
Yorick - Bass
Sona - Keyboard
All members reside on Valoran, a continent on the fictional world of Runeterra.
For the release of the band's debut album, the contributors are:
Christian "Praeco" Linke - guitar, mixing, programming, producer
Dan Negovan - additional programming, arrangement on “Orb Of Winter”
Derek Sherinian - keyboards, synthesizers
Jason "chupacobbler" Willey aka ProtoShredanoid - guitar
Eugene "kyugene" Kang - bass
Gregg Bissonette - drums
Sebastien “Chemicalseb” Najand - djembe
Jorn Lande - vocals on “Lightbringer” and “Thornmail”
ZP Theart - vocals on “Deathfire Grasp” and “Last Whisper”
Lisa "Saiyaka" Thorn - vocals on “Orb Of Winter”
Hollywood Scoring Orchestra on “Orb Of Winter”
Noah Gladstone - contractor on “Orb Of Winter”
Alex “Scherzophrenia” Temple - mixing on “Orb Of Winter”
Danny "LADecay" Kim - drum recording producer
Frank Rosato - drum recording engineer
Danny Lohner - producer & mixing on “The Hex Core”
Kyle "anvilanche" Leary - epic voice of doom on “The Prophecy”
Oliver "RiotOtown" Chipping - whispers of death on “Last Whisper”
All music and lyrics are written by Riot Games
Engineered, produced and mixed at Riot Games in Santa Monica, CA
Mastered by Troy Glessner
Thornmail
Pentakill Lyrics
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Everyone will falter when you die.
And as we speak the army of our enemy
Is approaching our gates, we cannot fly.
Behold, my son,
There's a way to save you all,
Don't you despair, don't be petrified.
And you shall wear it when you face the fight.
This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
It humbles the foe with its grace.
The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
Our deadliest fate we embrace.
Well done, my son, it's the way to save you all,
But don't you think the realm's been purified.
Creatures of darkness are still longing for your fall,
Keep them in thrall, it's time to smite and ignite.
This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
It humbles the foe with its grace.
The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
Our deadliest fate we embrace.
My king, my king, how was I supposed to know
Everyone will falter when you die!
This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
It humbles the foe with its grace.
The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
Our deadliest fate we embrace.
Yeah! My son, smite them all!
The lyrics of Pentakill's song Thornmail are about the aftermath of the death of a king and the impending attack of an enemy army. The first stanza shows the devastation and confusion that occur when a strong leader dies. The second stanza reveals the son's plan to save his kingdom - by wearing an ancient armor, the thornmail, that will give him the strength and protection he needs to face the enemy army. The third stanza acknowledges that the victory is not yet won, as dark creatures still want to bring down the kingdom, but the son is ready to face them and to "smite and ignite." The final stanza is a battle cry for the son to fight and defeat all the enemies.
The lyrics can be interpreted as a metaphor for the challenges that arise after losing a great leader - the confusion, grief, and uncertainty. But the message is also one of hope and resilience, as the son is ready to step up and take on the responsibility of leading and protecting the kingdom. The thornmail, which is referenced multiple times in the lyrics, could represent the strength and determination needed to face difficult times.
Line by Line Meaning
My king, my king, how was I supposed to know
I didn't realize that everything would fall apart when you passed away.
Everyone will falter when you die.
Without your leadership, our army is weak and vulnerable.
And as we speak the army of our enemy
Right now, our enemies are closing in on us.
Is approaching our gates, we cannot fly.
We're trapped and have no way to escape the looming battle.
Behold, my son,
Listen carefully, my child,
There's a way to save you all,
We have a solution that will protect and save everyone.
Don't you despair, don't be petrified.
Don't lose hope or become paralyzed with fear.
There is an armor, ancient magic made it strong,
We have a powerful, magical armor that can withstand any attack.
And you shall wear it when you face the fight.
You will wear the armor as you lead us into battle.
This harness will guide us through dangerous night,
The armor will guide us safely through the dangerous night.
It humbles the foe with its grace.
The armor's elegance and strength will strike fear in our enemies.
The thornmail will help us prevail and survive,
The armor's thornmail specifically will help us win and live.
Our deadliest fate we embrace.
We accept that this could be our most perilous moment, but we're prepared to face it head-on.
Well done, my son, it's the way to save you all,
Great job, my child - we've found the solution to save everyone.
But don't you think the realm's been purified.
Don't be misled into thinking that the danger is gone - there are still creatures who wish to harm us.
Creatures of darkness are still longing for your fall,
There are still dangerous enemies who seek to see us defeated.
Keep them in thrall, it's time to smite and ignite.
Keep the enemies under your control, and it's time to defeat them with force and fire.
Yeah! My son, smite them all!
Yes! Son, defeat every last one of them!
Contributed by Landon T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.