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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boots by the door, but they ain't mine
Dog tags rust in a broke glass shrine
Went to war for years, came home, disappeared
Whole damn town just changed the channel on the fear
They took my time, took my twenties
Signed my name, never asked what it meant to me
Stole my soul, stole my family
Now I'm back on the block and the block don't remember me
[Chorus]
I'm a ghost in the ranks, you don’t see me (hey!)
March in my head, but my bed stay empty
Not a slave to the orders you gave
You can roll that army on, I won't break, I won't cave
I'm a ghost in the ranks, you don't know me
Kids on the street call me crazy, they don't see
How you stole my name, now I'm just a blank sheet
You can roll that army on, but it rolls right over me
[Verse 2]
Crowd at the bar say "thank you for service"
Smile on their face, but their eyes look nervous
Flip that script, they don't stay to hear
All the things I did that still ring in my ears
Got scars they framed as a badge and a blessing
Till you bleed on their floor, then it's "man, stop stressing"
You fed on my fear, fed my fury
Now the mirror just stares like it's on a jury
[Bridge]
Do you dream of the ones that you signed away?
Do you count every name that you let decay?
If I scream in the street, would you hear that sound?
Or am I just one more ghost you wrote down?
[Chorus]
I'm a ghost in the ranks, you don’t see me (woah)
March in my head, but my bed stay empty
Not a slave to the orders you gave
You can roll that army on, I won't break, I won't cave
I'm a ghost in the ranks, you don't know me
Kids on the street call me crazy, they don't see
How you stole my name, now I'm just a blank sheet
You can roll that army on, but it rolls right over me
Details
GeneratedApr 8, 2026
Duration2:33
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Grinding alt-metal riff with rap verses over sharp, syncopated drums and a rubbery funk bassline. Male vocals shift from tight, clenched rap to shredded screams in the hook. Guitars start choked and percussive, then open into wide, dissonant chords on the chorus; sparse eerie pads in the bridge under a half-whispered vocal before crashing back in at full volume., funk metal, rap metal, soul, alternative metal
Credits
Prompt by
FrozenRocket761
FrozenRocket761ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Rage against the machine like. Not a slave. Go to war for years and know one cares. The army will roll on without me. Stole my soul and family. People think I’m crazy. Kids don’t know me. Ghost
