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Lyrics
[Intro]
Cold breath on the monitor glass
Red numbers count while the weak ones pass
[Verse 1]
You brought a paper crown to a furnace door
Now every little promise weighs a little more
I keep a rusted grin in the back of my throat
And a list of every name that you thought you could cloak
No prayers in the room, just a lock and a chain
You built your throne from borrowed pain
When the floor gives way and the lights burn blue
Every debt comes crawling back to you
[Pre-Chorus]
Bite down, don’t blink
One step from the edge
Your empire starts to sink
Beneath the words you said
[Chorus]
Fall through the black, let the whole thing crack
No mercy waiting when the past comes back
Teeth in the wire, fire in the frame
You can bury the evidence, not the name
Fall through the black, hear the pressure rise
I see the truth behind your painted eyes
When the final door slams shut tonight
You’ll meet the shape you made in the light
[Verse 2]
Bass shakes dust from the portraits upstairs
Your clean white room is full of poisoned air
I hear your footsteps counting down the hall
Like a cheap little clock waiting for the wall
You sold your voice for a seat at the feast
Now the silence has teeth, now the silence can speak
Keep your hands on the table, keep your story precise
One wrong word and the dark rolls the dice
[Breakdown]
Cut the chain
Crush the throne
No escape
You’re alone
Dig deeper
Breathe slower
The pit gets colder
The pit gets closer
[Chorus]
Fall through the black, let the whole thing crack
No mercy waiting when the past comes back
Teeth in the wire, fire in the frame
You can bury the evidence, not the name
Fall through the black, hear the pressure rise
I see the truth behind your painted eyes
When the final door slams shut tonight
You’ll meet the shape you made in the light
[Outro]
Cold breath fades from the monitor glass
Red numbers stop, and the weak ones pass
Details
GeneratedSep 19, 2026
Duration3:58
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, hybrid industrial EDM and trap-metal, horrorcore menace, metalcore and deathcore guitar riffs, hardcore aggression, blast-beat bursts, distorted 808 bassline, darksynth arpeggios, vaporwave haze, lo-fi degradation, turntable scratches, cinematic horror tension, verses built on sparse trap drums and threatening low vocals, explosive choruses with dense down-tuned guitars and electronic drops, abrupt stop-start breakdown, wide distorted mix with clipped drums, tape-worn textures, abrasive vocal saturation
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Prompt by
Ms_Direction81
Ms_Direction81ModelAria v6
Prompt
male, edm, trap, beats, bassline, horrorcore, metalcore, hardcore, metal, death metal, deathcore, scratch, darksynth, vaporwave, lo-fi
