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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fist to the mirror, shards hit the floor
Grief's a ghost that camps at my door
Discipline the anchor, dragging my soul
God whispers through the static, trying to make me whole
Rain in my chest, can't catch a breath
Every tear a sermon, baptized by death
Coffins in my dreams, marching in rows
But I wrestle with the dark where the light still glows
[Pre-Chorus]
Thunder rolls, my knees hit the stone
A prayer’s a seed, but I reap what I’ve sown
[Chorus]
Beneath the thunderclouds, I cry, I bow
God, give me strength, show me how
Discipline sharp, grief so loud
Faith’s the bridge, I’m crossing now
[Verse 2]
Memories cut, blades in my veins
Lessons in loss, stitched into my chains
Discipline's a whip, cracking my back
But I keep marching, though the world turns black
God's in the silence, God's in the roar
Every step’s a psalm, every wound’s a door
Open to a place where the broken mend
But the path ain't straight, and the climb won’t end
Details
GeneratedDec 14, 2025
Duration1:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, pop/rap, moody, layered synths with trap-inspired percussion, rap, atmospheric
Credits
Prompt byModalSonata294
ModelAria v5
Prompt
pop/rap song about grief, discipline and god
