Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Morning raid on the cupboard Empty heart Empty plate Hunger drums in my ribcage I demand a molten fate White bread on the chopping block Butter like a shining shield Hear the sizzle Smell the charge As the battlefield is sealed [Chorus] Cheesy beans on toast Raise your forks We boast (hey!) Lava on this golden grave We are breakfast We are brave Cheesy beans on toast Feed the hungry ghost From the cradle to the roast Swear my soul to cheesy beans on toast [Verse 2] Tin can Crown of lightning Ring pull Sacred blade Scarlet river Slow and thick Marches where the crumbs are laid Grated thunder in my fist Storm of dairy Falling hard Armor melts The crust gives in Victory on a humble shard [Chorus] Cheesy beans on toast Raise your forks We boast (whoa) Lava on this golden grave We are breakfast We are brave Cheesy beans on toast Feed the hungry ghost From the cradle to the roast Swear my soul to cheesy beans on toast [Bridge] Some men chase their glory In steel In stone In gold I chase steam from a chipped plate And I never fight alone Brothers Sisters ‘round the table Battered mugs held high (held high!) If comfort is a kingdom This is where we never die [Chorus] Cheesy beans on toast Raise your forks We boast Lava on this golden grave We are breakfast We are brave Cheesy beans on toast Final bite The most When my flame burns out I’ll coast Into Valhalla Cheesy beans on toast
Tags
metal, Cranked twin-guitar metal with male vocals, galloping drums, and a snarling, theatrical delivery; verses punch with palm-muted riffage and barked lines, chorus opens into big gang shouts and soaring harmonies, with a mid-song halftime stomp and pinch-harmonic dives for comic drama, male vocals
Duration
3:16
Instrumental
No
Created
2/3/2026