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Lyrics
[Intro]
In the grey where shadows dance, a quiet strength holds sway
A man of paradox, fighting dusk and dawn each day
Living on the edge of right and wrong, lost in his own maze
A warrior, a scholar, in a world of constant haze
[Verse 1]
He walks through storms with steady heart, empathy in his eyes
Battles unseen, demons he tames, under a sky of endless lies
Exceptional yet ordinary, a paradox in flesh and bone
A silent guardian, always there, when he's truly known
[Pre-Chorus]
Standing tall amidst the chaos, a beacon in the dark
Trusting gut and instinct, igniting his own spark
Helping hands and eyes that see the truth beneath the mask
Living to die, dying to live, a question too vast
[Chorus]
He's the man who lives in the grey, a walking mystery
Fighting for what's right, fueling his own history
Living on the line, caught between love and war
Every step he takes, he's searching for more
[Bridge]
In the silent nights, he questions if he'll see the dawn
Doubts and fears, the weight of years, still he pushes on
Because he knows that sacrifice and hope are intertwined
A hero's path, a sacred oath, forever in his mind
[Outro]
So here's to the enigma, the warrior in the rain
Living to die, dying to live, embracing all the pain
He stays true, never fooled, in the grey he stands alone
A soul unbreakable, forever roaming, forever home
[Intro]
In the shadows deep, where the silent cry,
A hero rises, shadows in his eye.
[Verse 1]
Born from earth, forged in fire,
A soul unbroken, driven by desire.
Battling the darkness, fighting the despair,
A warrior’s vow, he's prepared to dare.
[Pre-Chorus]
Through hellfire and doubt, he stands tall,
Lone in the struggle, he answers the call.
His strength is born from love’s own core,
A beacon of hope in a world for more.
[Chorus]
He’s the light in the shadow’s grip,
A silent roar, a fearless trip.
Wielding his destiny with bare hands,
The common man who takes a stand.
[Bridge]
Valley of shadows, with death’s cold breath,
He walks unbowed, defying death.
His courage ignites the night,
A spark of justice, burning bright.
[Outro]
He may fall or walk away,
But his spirit’s true, come what may.
For in his veins, the fire’s scorned,
A warrior born, a soul adorned.
Details
GeneratedOct 12, 2025
Duration4:57
Style
death metal, guttural screams, violent guitar riffs, brutal drums, brutal breakdowns, tempo switching, melodic screaming
Credits
Prompt by
DeathlyDiligence
DeathlyDiligenceModelAria v4
