Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro — clean guitar, wind and distant iron creaks] Cold dawn bleeds on a rusted sky Steel-toe boots and a tired man’s sigh Diesel smoke like funeral breath Another hitch flirtin’ close with death [Verse 1 — heavy groove kicks in] Derricks stand like crooked graves Over bones of the men we gave Frac tanks lined like soldiers in war Guardin’ secrets from the earth’s black core V-bottom steel hums low and tight Shakin’ hard through the endless night Mud on my hands, oil in my veins Workin’ through thunder, blood, and rain Dead men’s stories ride the wind Names scratched deep in rusted tin Every bolt that screams and cries Sounds like ghosts that never died [Pre-Chorus — rising tension] I taste the grit, I breathe the smoke Pullin’ fire till my knuckles broke But her voice still cuts through the roar Like heaven knockin’ on hell’s front door [Chorus — wide, powerful hook] We’re pullin’ oil from the devil’s throat Draggin’ black blood from the world below Dead men whisper through iron bones While I’m breakin’ my back far from home Frac tanks groan and the night turns cold Hands stained black with the devil’s gold But her love’s the light that guides my road Through the dark of the devil’s throat [Verse 2 — heavier, darker tone] Graveyard shift and the sirens wail Wind cuts sharp like coffin nails Pumpjacks bow in endless prayer Like sinners beggin’ in poisoned air Lunch pail empty, coffee burned Every mile’s a lesson learned Steel bites deep in frozen ground Where lost men’s echoes still resound I see her face in the rig light glow Everywhere that I gotta go Miss her touch like breath itself More than money, more than wealth [Pre-Chorus — melodic lift] One more turn of the iron chain One more day of dirt and pain One more mile I stand alone One step closer back to home [Chorus — stronger, layered vocals] We’re pullin’ oil from the devil’s throat Draggin’ black blood from the world below Dead men whisper through iron bones While I’m breakin’ my back far from home Frac tanks groan and the night turns cold Hands stained black with the devil’s gold But her love’s the light that guides my road Through the dark of the devil’s throat [Breakdown — slow, crushing] DIG… DEEP… FEED… THE… WELL… V-BOTTOM SHAKE — HOLD THE LINE IRON SCREAM — ONE MORE TIME DEAD MEN WATCH — FROM BELOW AS WE BLEED FOR BLACKER GOLD [Bridge — emotional country feel] Front porch light in my memory burns Countin’ days till my long return Her arms wait at the end of the road While I wrestle fire from the earth below [Final Chorus — biggest emotional hit] We’re pullin’ oil from the devil’s throat Draggin’ black blood from the world below Dead men whisper through iron bones While I’m breakin’ my back far from home Frac tanks groan and the night turns cold Hands stained black with the devil’s gold Yeah I’m a roughneck soul in a world so cold But I’m comin’ back to her… from the devil’s throat [Outro — fading steel guitar, wind blowing] Derricks creak and the night runs slow
Tags
Metal / Country Hybrid — gritty, haunting, gospel, male
Duration
5:07
Instrumental
No
Created
3/28/2026