Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sand in my teeth
Smoke in my lungs
Boots sink deep
Under foreign guns
Names on a patch
Blood on the flag
Orders barked
Like a loaded mag
Dirt in my mouth
Prayers in the dark
Tracer lines
Cut the sky apart
Kick in the door
White wall
Red paint
I come back whole
But I know I ain’t
[Pre-Chorus]
They flew us home under neon halos
Said
"You made it
Son" like the fight was done
But the roar in my head never hit the brakes
Just traded the bombs for my own mistakes
[Chorus]
I left the war
The war stayed in me
Every quiet room’s a killing field I see
I fight through the night
But I can’t break free
I left the war
The war never left me
[Verse 2]
House feels small
Walls too close
Kids run loud
I freeze like a ghost
Fork hits plate
It sounds like shells
I taste hot sand
In the kitchen smell
Mirror won’t look
It just stares right through
Uniform’s gone
But it clings like glue
Friends say
"heal"
Drink and forget
But the reel keeps rolling
In a loop of regret
[Pre-Chorus]
They pinned me medals I can’t even touch
Cold little suns that don’t warm up much
I won the fight they painted on the screen
Lost the one inside
Buried in between
[Chorus]
I left the war
The war stayed in me
Every quiet room’s a killing field I see
I fight through the night
But I can’t break free
I left the war
The war never left me
[guitar solo]
[Bridge]
I build a bunker out of blinds and bedsheets
Stacking pillows like broken concrete
Tell myself
"breathe
" count to ten again
But the countdown always ends at "then"
Then
Dust in my teeth
Then
Bodies in heaps
Then
Radios scream
Then
I rip at the seams
I’m marching in circles in my living room
Boots on the carpet like it’s back to doom
Every closed eye’s just another scene
Every open eye’s caught in between
[Chorus]
[guitar solo]
[Outro]
Sun comes up
Same old fight
Battle lines
Drawn in morning light
I lace my shoes
One more round
March through town
With that buried sound
I won’t lay down
But I can’t break it
Carry this war
Every breath I take in
Not dead yet
Just battle-worn
At war with the war
Since the day I was born
Style
folkthick down-tuned guitars with palm-muted chugs and dissonant chordsdouble-kick driven drumsmale vocals that shift from low snarls in verses to tortured screams in the chorus. first solo is chaotic and chromatic over the overseas battle section; second solo is slowermelodicalmost weeping over the internal war. final chorus stacks gang vocalstom-heavy drumsand feedback for a crushingunresolved fade.metal
Prompt
Grudge metal song about being at war over seas. Then coming home and being at war with yourself. Fight through it but scant break it. Tell a story with this. Heavy guitar and solid drums with solos
Credits
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JPTHECREATORGeneratedJan 1, 2026
ModelAria v5
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