Grave-Cutter Gospel

(Verse 1 – Country Snarl, Mean as Hell)

I rose out the dirt with blood on my knuckles,

Teeth full of grit and a heart made of shrapnel.

You left me for dead in a ditch of my sins—

But buryin’ a man like me?

Baby, that’s how legends begin.

I dragged my broken soul through glass and bone,

Fought every nightmare like they trespassed my home.

Yeah, I bled in the mud ‘til the mud turned red—

Then I wiped off the pain on the sleeve of the dead.

(Hook – Vicious, Quiet, Dangerous)

Ain’t no angel on my shoulder…

Just war drums in my chest.

You wanted me gone for good—

But killers rise when the weak get left.

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(Chorus – Violent Redemption)

I cut my way out the coffin with rage in my veins,

Turned heartbreak into murder for the man I became.

Made a throne from the demons that tried to drag me down—

Now they kneel at my feet when they hear my sound.

You didn’t ruin me—nah, you sparked the beast instead.

And when beasts wake up angry?

They don’t stay dead.

Verse 2 – Rap (Full-On War Mode)

I’m the thunder in the desert, I’m the storm unchained,

A blade sharpened by misery and baptized in pain.

You left me broken—fine, I stitched myself with wrath,

Cut the old me loose like a body in the aftermath.

I chewed through the ropes that held me to the past,

Now every memory bleeds as I’m movin’ on fast.

I carved my survival in the bones of my fear,

Left a trail of dead demons from the man I was last year.

This ain’t heartbreak—this is resurrection through fire,

A wolf reborn in the ashes of a liar.

You didn’t toughen me up—you weaponized my soul,

And now I’m takin’ back every inch that pain stole.

Bridge – Cold and Final

I walked through hell so long

the flames asked my permission to burn.

I learned you can break a man,

but you can’t break his return.

Breakdown – Rage Unleashed, Violent Metaphors

Now I’m stompin’ through the world like a boot through ribs,

Rippin’ fear off the bones of the life I lived.

I’m the sound of revenge when it laughs in the night,

I’m the shadow with claws when you cut off the light.

I tore down every ghost that tried to take my breath—

Left their carcasses behind on the battlefield of death.

I ain’t healed—I’m feral.

I ain’t fixed—I’m forged.

By the violence of survival

and the hell I endured.

Final Chorus – Savage Triumph

I cut my way out the coffin with rage in my veins,

Turned heartbreak into murder for the man I became.

Built a crown from the monsters that wanted me gone—

Now they march behind me when it’s time for dawn.

You didn’t break me—

you birthed something darker instead.

And when darkness learns to stand?

It don’t stay dead.