Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They took his hands at dawn
In a jacket he still wore
Said the blood was on his name
Though he swore he wasn't there
Mud on his work boots dried
Cold coffee in a tin
He watched the courthouse doors
Close like a coffin lid
[Pre-Chorus]
Years rolled past like steel wheels
Grinding through his bones
He counted cracks in the wall
And prayed to make it home
[Chorus]
He was clean, he was clean
God knew he was clean
(he was clean)
They stole his days, not his soul
Not the best they'd ever seen
He was clean, he was clean
And the truth stayed mean
(he was clean)
But freedom had his name
When that iron gate swung green
[Verse 2]
Donna wrote her letters
In blue ink, soft and slow
Held his picture by the lamp
Like a fire in the snow
She said "I'll wait on you"
Every time the season turned
And he held those words so tight
They left a scar, they burned
[Pre-Chorus]
Years rolled past like steel wheels
Grinding through his bones
He counted cracks in the wall
And prayed to make it home
[Chorus]
He was clean, he was clean
God knew he was clean
(he was clean)
They stole his days, not his soul
Not the best they'd ever seen
He was clean, he was clean
And the truth stayed mean
(he was clean)
But freedom had his name
When that iron gate swung green
[Bridge]
When the sky came back to him
He kissed that prison dust
Saw Donna by the county road
With a heart that never rust
No more chains, no more nights
No more lies to feed
Just her hand in his old hand
And a life they both could lead
[Final Chorus]
He was clean, he was clean
God knew he was clean
(he was clean)
They stole his days, not his soul
Not the best they'd ever seen
He was clean, he was clean
And the truth stayed mean
(he was clean)
Donna was his last home
And she made him wild and free
Details
GeneratedJul 16, 2026
Duration5:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Southern metal, slow half-time groove with swampy palm-muted riffs, brooding tom fills, and a მძიმე stomping pulse; verse rides sparse guitars and low bass, pre-chorus opens with snare rolls and held bends, chorus hits with stacked gang chants and ringing chords. Gravelly male vocals with doubled choruses, short delay throws on key lines, whispered lift into the pre-chorus, grit and width in the mix; wind-up risers, reversed cymbal swells, and a final slide-guitar cry under a punchy, dark master, slow, happy, metal
Credits
Prompt by
TheBroken
TheBrokenModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Slow southern metal song about a man who was sentenced to prison for something he was truly innocent for. Got out free and spent the rest of his life happy with the love of his life named Donna.
