

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Teeth grind Tongue tastes rust Boot prints Stomp my trust You preach With your hands around my throat Cheap grace Stuffed down Made to choke [Chorus] You built your throne on my back Brick by brick All my cracks I won’t die under your weight I am the splinter in your faith [Verse 2] Cold eyes Count each bruise Sharp lies Dress up abuse You smile While you twist the blame again Your crown Is a ring of nails in skin [Chorus] You built your throne on my back Brick by brick All my cracks I won’t die under your weight I am the splinter in your faith [Breakdown] Bite down On the hand that breaks you (break!) Spit blood In the face that made you Say my shame Say my name Hear it turn Into flame I won’t bow I won’t break Feel your kingdom Start to quake [Chorus] You built your throne on my back Brick by brick All my cracks I won’t die under your weight I am the splinter in your faith The crack that opens up your gate
Tags
Ultra-heavy metalcore with male vocals; two down-tuned guitars locked in a chaotic, staccato chug and dissonant slides, bass grinding in unison with a syncopated kick. Verses stay tight and claustrophobic with low growls; chorus opens slightly into shouted gang vocals over wider chords. Sudden half-time slam breakdowns hit like concrete walls, with final section dropping to an even slower, gut-punching crawl before the last roar., metalcore
2:21
No
3/27/2026