Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – clean country guitar, distant diesel idle, harmonica] Sun cracks open on a rig yard line Steel-toed boots in the red clay grime Coffee black like the mud we bleed Another twelve hours, another well to feed [Build – banjo picking with rising distortion] Hear them derricks sing that iron hymn Wind cuts sharp, but we don’t bend Hands torn raw, backs bowed low Pray to the pipe as the pressure grows ⸻ [Verse 1 – harsh vocals enter over chugs] Hydrovac screaming like a beast in chains Mud on my face like war-time paint Digging trenches through frozen stone Another man buried in the undertone Steel cables snap in the dead night air Cold bites deeper than a sinner’s prayer Every turn of that drilling head Feels like dancing with the goddamn dead ⸻ [Pre-Chorus – half clean / half scream] Dust in my lungs, diesel in veins Pain is the price of the rig man’s name Hold that line — don’t slip, don’t break One wrong move is all it takes ⸻ [Chorus – wide melodic country hook + screamed backing] We sing that mud & iron gospel 🤠 Under derricks tall as sin Black gold rising from the devil’s throat While the earth shakes deep within Yeah we ride through hell on diesel smoke Hands cracked, hearts cold as stone If I die out here in the drilling mud Just bury me where the rigs drone ⸻ [Verse 2 – faster, technical riffing] Spinning that pipe till the sunrise bleeds Torque screaming louder than dying pleas Mud pump pounding like a war drum hit Feel the whole damn ground submit Hydrovac roaring — teeth in the frost Every trench carved comes at a cost Frozen ground and broken backs Still chasing pay through the endless black ⸻ [Breakdown Callout – spoken/gritty] “SET THE BIT — DROP THE HAMMER — DIG IT DEEP!” ⸻ [Breakdown – ultra slow slam, heavy imagery] DER-RICKS CREAK — LIKE — HANGMAN — TREES PIPE — STACKED — TO — THE — SKY WE BLEED BLACK GOLD DRILL IT DOWN TILL THE EARTH SCREAMS ⚙️⚙️⚙️ ⸻ [Bridge – acoustic country interlude] Mama said, “Son, don’t chase that flame” But hunger makes a man insane So I sold my soul to a drilling rig And found my home where the iron sings Wind through cables hums my name Like a ghost tied to the chain If I never make it back again Tell ‘em I died a rig man ⸻ [Final Chorus – massive, cinematic] We sing that mud & iron gospel Under skies cut black with smoke Derricks rising like cathedral bones While the drilling steel invokes Yeah the hydrovac roars like thunder In the frozen midnight cold If the devil wants my soul tonight He’ll find it buried under oil ⸻ [Final Breakdown – slow, crushing outro] MUD — IN — MY — VEINS IRON — IN — MY — SOUL DIG IT DEEPER TILL I GO
Tags
Deathcore/country, male
Duration
3:50
Instrumental
No
Created
3/27/2026