Goliath’s Last Rage

[Low, rumbling bass. A single, distorted guitar note. Heavy breathing — slow, deep, barely contained. A voice — guttural, barely human:]

"They put a helmet on me. To slow me down. To keep me quiet. To make me a tool instead of a weapon."

[The guitar explodes. Drums thunder.]

"They were wrong."

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[VERSE 1]

HELMET ON. HELMET OFF.
WATCH THE LITTLE PEOPLE RUN.
THEY THINK THE CAGE CAN HOLD THE STORM.
THEY THINK THE METAL KEEPS ME WARM.

HELMET ON. HELMET OFF.
HEAR THE FINAL COUGH
OF THE ONE WHO TRIED TO TAME THE BEAST.
NOW I'M LOOSE. NOW I FEAST.

THE RAGE IS OLD. THE RAGE IS DEEP.
THE RAGE IS THE PROMISE I KEEP.
THEY BUILT ME BIG. THEY BUILT ME STRONG.
THEY BUILT THE CAGE. THEY GOT IT WRONG.

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[HOOK]

GOLIATH'S LAST RAGE! GOLIATH'S LAST STAND!
I'LL TEAR DOWN THE WALLS WITH MY BARE HANDS!
GOLIATH'S LAST RAGE! GOLIATH'S LAST FIGHT!
I'LL KILL EVERYTHING IN THE LIGHT!

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[VERSE 2]

HELMET OFF. THE WORLD IS RED.
THE VOICE IN MY HEAD SAID
"KILL THEM ALL. KILL THEM FAST.
MAKE THE MOMENT LAST."

I SEE THEIR FACES. I SEE THEIR FEAR.
I SEE THE THING THAT BROUGHT ME HERE.
A LEASH. A CAGE. A LOCK. A KEY.
NONE OF THEM CAN HOLD ME.

THE GROUND SHAKES. THE SKY FALLS.
THE BLOOD RUNS DOWN THE WALLS.
THEY SCREAM. THEY RUN. THEY HIDE.
NONE OF THEM CAN SAVE THEM. NONE OF THEM CAN SAVE ME.

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[BREAKDOWN]

[Tempo drops. Heavy. Crushing. Spoken:]

"They asked me what I wanted. What I needed. What would make the rage stop."

[Pause. A wet, guttural laugh.]

"Nothing. Nothing makes it stop. Nothing makes it quiet. Nothing makes it sleep."

[Screamed:]

THIS IS THE RAGE. THIS IS THE GIFT.
THIS IS THE MOMENT THE CAGE LIFTS.
I AM NOT A MAN. I AM NOT A TOOL.
I AM THE THING THAT BREAKS THE RULE.

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[VERSE 3]

HELMET OFF. THE SKY IS GONE.
THE ONLY THING LEFT IS THE DAWN
OF THE FINAL SCREAM. THE FINAL CRACK.
THE FINAL MOMENT BEFORE I TURN BACK.

BUT I DON'T TURN BACK. I DON'T STOP.
I CLIMB TO THE TOP. I DROP
EVERYTHING THAT MADE ME SMALL.
I AM THE GOLIATH. I AM THE FALL.

THE HELMET IS A MEMORY NOW.
A GHOST. A LIE. A VOW
THAT I WOULD NEVER BE WHAT THEY MADE.
THE GOLIATH IS THE BLADE.

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[FINAL HOOK]

GOLIATH'S LAST RAGE! GOLIATH'S LAST BREATH!
I'LL KILL EVERYTHING. I'LL KILL MYSELF TO DEATH.
GOLIATH'S LAST RAGE! GOLIATH'S LAST CALL!
I'LL CRUSH THE WORLD. I'LL CRUSH IT ALL.

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[OUTRO]

[Guitars fade. Heavy breathing. The voice, quieter now, exhausted:]

"They put a helmet on me. To slow me down. To keep me quiet."

[A long pause. A wet, rattling breath.]

"They should have put it on themselves."

Death Metal, male