

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Prion in my skull Gnawing Chewing through the walls Every thought a rusted nail Every breath a brawl I fed it teeth and bone Til the screaming sounded calm Therapist in bloody gloves Halo made of broken arms [Chorus] Being the devil was survival Hate and rage my only bible Breaking jaws just to feel alive Cracking necks so the pressure dies Watching bodies fucking fall I finally feel nothing at all Therapy in the wreckage Yeah Therapy in the wreckage [Verse 2] White coats Bright lights Said I’m just a diagnosis But they never heard the choir In the fracture of their own ribs Turn the tremor into tremors Turn the panic into scars If I’m hell Then light the fires Let me swallow all your gods [Chorus] Being the devil was survival Hate and rage my only bible Breaking jaws just to feel alive Cracking necks so the pressure dies Watching bodies fucking fall I finally feel nothing at all Therapy in the wreckage Yeah Therapy in the wreckage [Bridge] Is this cure or curse When the red rain starts to sing Every snap and every scream Is my medicine My hymn (my hymn) [Chorus] Being the devil was survival Hate and rage my only bible Breaking jaws just to feel alive Cracking necks so the pressure dies Watching bodies fucking fall I finally feel nothing at all Therapy in the wreckage Yeah Therapy in the wreckage (hey!)
Tags
metal, Violent, groove-driven modern metal with downtuned guitars and sharp palm-muted riffs; verses stay tight and percussive under snarled male vocals, chorus widens with dissonant chords and screamed harmonies. Double-kick flurries and pick scrapes mark transitions, breakdown slams in halftime with squealing leads and abrupt dropouts for vocal impact.
3:14
No
2/10/2026