

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I was born where the silence grows, Under skies that no wind knows. They told me tales of fire and sin, Of the Devil ridin’ through our kin. But I found papers, buried deep, Names in ink they swore to keep. And in the Sheriff’s bloodstained book, I saw the life my kin once took. [Verse 2] I walked the hills at dead of night, Where the outlaw fades into the light. He came on horseback, pale and cold, His eyes like storms, a story old. I thought he'd strike, that he would burn — But all he asked: “What did you learn?” I held the truth inside my hand, And said: “They planned your end to guard their lies, But justice never truly dies.” [Chorus] Ashes in the dust remain, But not all sons repeat the pain. You rode for truth, they branded lies, But I will end what darkness hides. Lay down your curse, lay down your gun — Your vengeance dies… with this one son. [Verse 3] He stared at me, like judging skies, Then bowed his head and closed his eyes. The wind fell still, the night grew warm, A ghost released from hate and storm. And in the chapel down the road, I placed the truth, I told the code. Now Dust Creek’s streets run clear and wide — No more the place where justice died. [Final Chorus – softer] Ashes in the dust may stay, But I have cleared the debt we pay. He rode in pain, but left in peace — The chains are gone, the town’s released. I’ll bear his tale, I’ll guard his name — So Dust Creek shines without its shame. [Outro – Spoken, soft] They feared the truth, But truth… was never what they buried.
Tags
dark, country, male vocal, haunting, sinister, dangerous, vengeance, Western
3:26
No
8/4/2025