Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Pages shake in my hands Old words Still cut like fangs (yeah) [Verse 1] Open up the book, thunder in the margin All these ancient prayers sound like battle jargon "Though I walk through the valley" on my tongue Heart like a war drum, breath in my lungs I got enemies, envy, shadows at the gate Still I chant truth while they chant hate Ink on the parchment, fire in my chest Every raw verse aiming straight through my flesh [Chorus] This is my psalmfire Screaming out hope in the choir Let the chains fall, let the dark retire At a hundred‑thirty beating like a live wire This is my war‑song prayer Shouting those lines in the midnight air Though the ground shakes, I will not tire I rise, I rise On psalmfire [Verse 2] Hands in the dirt, eyes on the hill "Be still" written where my fears stand still I rage like a storm but the words stay steady Sword in my mouth, every bar born ready "Refuge, fortress," inked on my soul When the teeth of the world try to swallow me whole Crowd in the pit like a sea that roars Same kind of sound King David wrote for [Chorus] This is my psalmfire Screaming out hope in the choir Let the chains fall, let the dark retire At a hundred‑thirty beating like a live wire This is my war‑song prayer Shouting those lines in the midnight air Though the ground shakes, I will not tire I rise, I rise On psalmfire [Bridge] Let the weak say strong (strong!) Let the lost sing loud (loud!) Ancient poems in a modern mouth Turn a mosh‑pit into holy ground (hey!) If I break, I break while I’m praising If I shout, I shout while I’m blazing Every scream stitched tight to the text Every breath, every step, every next, yeah [Chorus] This is my psalmfire Screaming out hope in the choir Let the chains fall, let the dark retire At a hundred‑thirty beating like a live wire This is my war‑song prayer Shouting those lines in the midnight air Though the ground shakes, I will not tire I rise, I rise On psalmfire
Tags
rap, Aggressive crossover of double-kick metal and modern rap at 130 BPM; male vocals trading screamed hooks and tight flows. Guitars tuned low and sharp, chugging palm mutes in verses, triumphant power-metal chords in choruses. Choir-style gang vocals on key lines, occasional half-time breakdown, and bright melodic lead guitar that lifts the final hook., metal, power metal
Duration
3:17
Instrumental
No
Created
3/21/2026