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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke with steel in my jaw
Two hands on the day like a blade on a thaw
I mapped the storm in my skull
Packed every fear in a box till it rattled and rolled
Boots hit the floor like a threat
I fed the doubt to the ash in my breath
If the world wants teeth, I got teeth
If it wants the heat, I got heat
My pulse in a lockstep war
Count the cuts, count the cost, then ask for more
I’ve been training my scars to stand
Now they salute when I lift up my hand
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold the line
Breathe through the static
Mind like wire
Heart like a hammer
Hold the line
Let the panic shatter
I’m not here to break
I’m here to matter
[Chorus]
I’m built for the flood
(come on) I’m built for the flood
I walk through the blood-red mud
I’m built for the flood
No trembling hands
(no trembling) no trembling hands
My name is a drum in the sand
I’m built for the flood
[Verse 2]
My thoughts wear masks in the dark
But I learned every grin has a crack at the start
So I kicked through the falsefront glass
And found a calm little beast in the wreckage at last
I put my nerves in a cage
Then I taught them to bite in a measured rage
Now my fear’s just a scout in the rain
Sending bad news back to a brain made of chain
I don’t pray for a softer blow
I pray for a faster mind and a stronger row
If the floor opens wide, I leap
If the tower shakes, I keep my seat
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold the line
Breathe through the static
Mind like wire
Heart like a hammer
Hold the line
Let the panic shatter
I’m not here to break
I’m here to matter
[Chorus]
I’m built for the flood
(come on) I’m built for the flood
I walk through the blood-red mud
I’m built for the flood
No trembling hands
(no trembling) no trembling hands
My name is a drum in the sand
I’m built for the flood
[Bridge]
[Drum Battle]
Rat-tat, thunder trap, snare slash, cymbal crack
Tom talk, bone clock, every hit hits back
Left hand, right hand, call and response
My chest is a bunker and my fear gets lost
You can send the wolves
You can send the wire
I already lit my nerves on fire
Weird little spark in a sharpened shell
I know the shape of the floor I fell
[Breakdown]
Stand up
Stand up
Stand up now
I learned the weight
I learned the names
I learned the shape of every flame
Stand up
Stand up
Stand up now
My mind is ready
My hands are dangerous
[Final Chorus]
I’m built for the flood
(come on) I’m built for the flood
I walk through the blood-red mud
I’m built for the flood
No trembling hands
(no trembling) no trembling hands
My name is a drum in the sand
I’m built for the flood
Built for the flood
(built for the flood)
Built for the flood
(built for the flood)
Details
GeneratedApr 26, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Metalcore with feral double-kick bursts, syncopated chugs, and half-time breakdowns; verse hammers fast with jagged stops, pre-chorus narrows to toms and shouted counts, chorus opens into gang vocals and a serrated melodic hook. Bridge turns weird with drum-battle fills, polyrhythmic snare trades, and pitch-shifted shouts. Aggressive dual screams, stacked gang chants, close-mic rage, bright punchy mix with razor guitars and cavernous kick attack., metal
Credits
Prompt byklutch
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Create a 4-5 min metal-core song about being courageous and mentally prepared for life. Make the song fast and out of the box “weird”. In-depth song detail and rhythm. Include crazy drums with battles
