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Lyrics
[Intro]
I still count the chairs at the kitchen table
Like the missing ones might walk back through the door
[Verse 1]
We were nineteen with dust in our teeth
Trading jokes where the radio screamed
Then the morning took three from our line
And left their names burning into mine
I carried their letters under my shirt
A folded map of the people we were
When I came home, the war came too
It slept in the room and woke with you
[Pre-Chorus]
I said I was fine with a bottle in hand
But every empty glass knew where I had been
[Chorus]
I lost my brothers, I lost my way
I turned every night into another battleground
With poison in my blood and my fists raised high
I was trying to bury what would not die
But you stayed when I made myself impossible
You pulled me back from the edge I called home
I am more than the wreckage, more than the pain
I carry them forward, I will not fade
[Verse 2]
There were pills on the sink and a lock on the door
A stranger in the mirror I could not ignore
I picked fights with the world just to feel something real
Then hated every wound that I refused to heal
My little girl left a drawing by the bed
A crooked yellow sun above my head
My brother said, “Come outside, just breathe”
My mother held the silence I could not speak
[Pre-Chorus]
No sermon, no cure, just a hand on my shoulder
A circle of people refusing to let me go under
[Chorus]
I lost my brothers, I lost my way
I turned every night into another battleground
With poison in my blood and my fists raised high
I was trying to bury what would not die
But you stayed when I made myself impossible
You pulled me back from the edge I called home
I am more than the wreckage, more than the pain
I carry them forward, I will not fade
[Breakdown]
I am not the bottle
I am not the blade
I am not the night that I could not escape
Say their names
Let them rise
From the dirt in my lungs
To the fire in my eyes
I will live
I will live
For the ones who never made it home
[Bridge]
Now I wake before the fear can speak
Put both feet down on the floor beneath me
I tell the truth when the memories come
I let my friends remind me I am someone
The past is a scar, not a sentence carved in stone
And healing is a road I do not walk alone
[Final Chorus]
I lost my brothers, but I found my way
I face every morning without running away
No poison in my blood, no fists raised high
I can grieve what was lost and still choose life
You stayed when I made myself impossible
You pulled me back from the edge I called home
I am more than the wreckage, more than the pain
I carry them forward, I will not fade
[Outro]
There are more chairs at the table tonight
And their names live on in the way we fight
Not against each other, not against the past
But for every fragile breath we get to have
I still miss them
I still heal
And for the first time
I know what it means to feel
Details
GeneratedSep 4, 2026
Duration5:37
LanguageEnglish
Style
Modern metalcore with downtuned seven-string guitars, tight palm-muted verse riffs, explosive syncopated drums, half-time breakdowns, melodic lead guitar, and a dynamic arrangement moving from restrained clean tension into brutal screamed choruses, then opening into a cathartic final chorus. Male vocalist alternating harsh screams, gritty shouted delivery, and vulnerable clean singing. Polished but aggressive mix, punchy kick and snare, dense guitars with clear low end, dramatic pauses before breakdowns, emotionally direct and cinematic without becoming orchestral.
Credits
Prompt bycsheskey
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Metalcore mix music about a soldier loosing friends in battle and overcoming challenges after he got out of the army. Drinking, drugs, fighting, then family and friends came together to help him.
