Lyrics
[Verse]
The demons dance in shadowed halls
Their chains are whispers
Their laughter crawls
Satan's grin
A withering vine
But my father’s truth still holds the line
[Prechorus]
The grip it loosens
Fades to gray
Evil’s hold begins to sway
[Chorus]
Alive
Alive
They try to pry
Alive
Alive
With N alibi
They spin their lies
They spit their grit
But none of it
None of it sticks
[Verse 2]
The night’s a stage for their masquerade
Empty faces
Their games replayed
Their claws like smoke
They barely cling
The dawn will rise
It’ll clip their wings
[Bridge]
Every word they twist
Every shadow they throw
Is weaker now
Their power’s hollow
A battle fought with fire and light
The truth will burn through the darkest night
[Chorus]
Alive
Alive
They try to pry
Alive
Alive
With N alibi
They spin their lies
They spit their grit
But none of it
None of it sticks
Style
darkelectric with eerie synths and echoing percussionhaunting
Prompt
The demons are my favorite slaves, satan suckin withering away, but my fathers words still true, but the grip of evil starts to fade, alive and why they ty to lie with N alibi that is worth spit
Credits
Prompt by
Philosophy11
Philosophy11GeneratedSep 11, 2025
ModelAria v4
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