

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Boots by the door Dust on my name tag Keys hit the counter Head still in combat Hallway feels heavy Shoulders made of stone Heart like a riot Breaking on its own [Pre-Chorus] Then I hear it Little storms of laughter Tiny feet Pounding down the rafters [Chorus] This is my war-cry Laying my armor down House of quiet thunder Shaking the whole damn ground Kids in the crossfire of blankets and toy grenades You press start on your world and the fear just fades I’ve been fighting all day in a crooked world But I fall to my knees when I see my girl This is my war-cry But I don’t need steel Your living room lightning makes the darkness heal [Verse 2] Son with a cape on Screaming “You’re the bad guy!” (hey!) Daughter with markers Drawing on my old sky You on the sofa Locked in a boss fight Glow on your cheekbones Blue from the screen light [Pre-Chorus] You look up Smile cuts through the chatter Like you knew I was coming home shattered [Chorus] This is my war-cry Laying my armor down House of quiet thunder Shaking the whole damn ground Kids in the crossfire of blankets and toy grenades You press start on your world and the fear just fades I’ve been fighting all day in a crooked world But I fall to my knees when I see my girl This is my war-cry But I don’t need steel Your living room lightning makes the darkness heal [Bridge] I was built to break You were built to mend You turn chaos into breathing again Every shout Every cheer Every pixel glow Is a shield on my back when I have to go [Chorus] This is my war-cry Laying my armor down House of quiet thunder Shaking the whole damn ground Kids in the crossfire of blankets and toy grenades You press start on your world and the fear just fades I’ve been fighting all day in a crooked world But I fall to my knees when I see my girl This is my war-cry This is how I heal Your laughter Your game lights That’s my forged steel
Tags
rock, Modern hard rock ballad; low, ominous riff in dropped tuning that blooms into a wide, melodic metal chorus. Male vocals start gravelly and intimate over palm-muted guitars, then soar with stacked harmonies on the hook. Choruses hit with double-kick accents, wide rhythm guitars, and a singing lead line mirroring the vocal melody; bridge strips to clean arpeggios, then slams back with a half-time, fists-in-the-air finale., hard rock, metal
3:50
No
3/8/2026