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Lyrics
(Intro Female Whisperd)
VERSE 1
I built these corridors from questions left unanswered,
Every doorway promised somewhere I could escape.
I followed every thought until it turned against me,
And every wrong direction learned to look like peace.
Dead ends dressed themselves as chances worth pursuing,
One little fear became a room without a ceiling.
The maze grew larger every time I lost my way,
Until I couldn't tell the trap from what I wanted.
PRE-CHORUS
I keep returning to the places I should leave,
Digging through the wreckage for a reason to believe.
The deeper that I wander, the less I recognize
The man who keeps on walking while his judgment dies.
CHORUS
CRUEL THINGS inside my mind,
Crawling in the shadows on the wall,
A demon from my deepest kind,
Floating free, it laughs as I fall.
He is the master, I am the slave,
He feeds on every thought I hide,
He owns the mind he came to crave,
And drags me to the other side.
(HEAVY GUITAR SOLO I
Fast, vicious, descending into chaos.)
VERSE 2
I found an emotional trap beneath a promise,
One step forward and the floor disappeared.
Someone became a memory behind a falling doorway,
No warning, no goodbye — just absence left behind.
I kept their final words alive inside the ruins,
As if repeating them could change the ending.
I couldn't let go, so I carried them deeper,
Until the past became the lock upon the door.
CHORUS
CRUEL THINGS inside my mind,
Crawling in the shadows on the wall,
A demon from my deepest kind,
Floating free, it laughs as I fall.
He is the master, I am the slave,
He feeds on every thought I hide,
He owns the mind he came to crave,
And drags me to the other side.
(HEAVY GUITAR SOLO II
Slow, crushing bends erupt into speed.)
VERSE 3
I made a prison out of things I couldn't alter,
Turned every lost connection into evidence of blame.
Reason became a language I could barely translate,
And forbidden thoughts began to sound like choice.
One more door.
One more descent.
One more excuse for what I meant.
If I can't release what should be gone,
How far before I cross the line?
VERSE 4
Now every corridor remembers what I've hidden,
Every corner knows the things I never should have done.
There is a point where fear becomes devotion,
Where obsession wears the mask of being right.
When the mind becomes the maze you're trapped within,
There may be no monster waiting at the end.
Sometimes the cruelest thing you'll ever face
Is what you become when you refuse to let it end.
(HEAVY GUITAR SOLO III
Furious screaming lead over crushing riffs.)
(FINAL CHORUS)
CRUEL THINGS!
The maze has learned my every move.
CRUEL THINGS!
There is nothing left to prove.
CRUEL THINGS!
I built the prison brick by brick—
And now I cannot find the door.
Details
GeneratedAug 20, 2026
Duration5:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
Heavy, Modern Metalcore,Childres Chor,Duett,Stoner, Industrial,Death Metal,Fast,Hard
Credits
Prompt by
StormFire
StormFireModelAria v5.5
