Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Ravens on the rafters Ink-stained hands that shake Empty glass on the table Another fevered wake Moonlight through the shutters Pages torn and cold Every tale I ever told Is clawing at my throat [Chorus] Lord Help my poor soul I am tired I am torn All my ghosts surround me now Every sin I ever wore Lord Help my poor soul As the dark collects its toll If this be my final line Let that be my only cry Lord Help my poor soul [Verse 2] Footsteps in the alley Faces blur and sway Echoes of a lost love Call me far away Broken-hearted dreamer Vagrant in the rain Every whispered accusation Branded with my name [Chorus] Lord Help my poor soul I am tired I am torn All my ghosts surround me now Every sin I ever wore Lord Help my poor soul As the dark collects its toll If this be my final line Let that be my only cry Lord Help my poor soul [Bridge] [Acoustic and violin only Tempo drops] Candle guttered low City spinning slow Is that you Lenore? Say it isn’t so Tell them I was faithful Tell them I was true Tell them every wicked verse Was just me bleeding through [Half-time build Drums and guitars swell] If there is a mercy Waiting past this door Let it rise above the roar Let it cover what came before [Chorus] Lord Help my poor soul I am tired I am torn All my ghosts surround me now Every sin I ever wore Lord Help my poor soul As the dark collects its toll If this be my final line Carved in ashes on the floor Lord Help my poor soul (lord, help my poor soul)
Tags
folk, Power metal ballad blending speed metal drums, galloping rhythm guitars, and soaring male vocals; verses stay mid-tempo with acoustic guitar and sorrowful violin lines, choruses explode into double-time with stacked harmonies and sustained leads, bridge drops to near-whisper over fingerpicked chords before a climactic full-band finale, power metal, speed metal, soul, violin, metal, acoustic, ballad
Duration
5:12
Instrumental
No
Created
4/4/2026