Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I came up through the ash
With dirt on my tongue
Cold stone in my pocket
And a name left undone
The pipes in the distance
Sound like a warning bell
Your shadow at the doorway
I know it too well
Black boots on the gravel
Heart beating hard and slow
I learned to keep moving
Where the dead things grow
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me down
I can feel it turn
Hold me down
Let the old fire burn
[Chorus]
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
We go down
Then rise again
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
Say my name
At the edge of sin
(Black cairn march)
(Black cairn march)
[Verse 2]
Your words came broken
Like glass in the rain
I wore them like armor
Then wore them in shame
Cello bones shaking
Under my skin
I keep that wound open
So the dark gets in
I don’t need mercy
I need a drum
I need your answer
Before I become
What you left behind me
What I left behind
A face in the mud
And a fire inside
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me down
I can feel it turn
Hold me down
Let the old fire burn
[Chorus]
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
We go down
Then rise again
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
Say my name
At the edge of sin
(Black cairn march)
(Black cairn march)
[Bridge]
I saw the graveyard
Open its hands
I heard the old hour
Call through the sand
No crown, no mercy
Just teeth and rain
Still I keep coming
Back through the pain
[Final Chorus]
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
We go down
Then rise again
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
Say my name
At the edge of sin
Black cairn march
Black cairn march
I won’t break
I won’t break
(Black cairn march)
(Black cairn march)
Details
GeneratedMay 8, 2026
Duration4:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Fusion trap at 155 BPM with funeral-doom weight, glitch-hop percussion, dark-wave pulse, and Ancient bagpipes threading through distorted cellos; verses hit with raspy rap and half-sung trance chant, pre-chorus tightens with chopped breaths, chorus opens into gang echoes and droning low notes. Wide, grim, cinematic mix with gritty close-mic lead, delay throws, risers, reversed swells, and metallic tail hits., rap, trance, hip-hop, glitch, funeral doom
Credits
Prompt by
GrizzlyJones
GrizzlyJonesModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A haunting 155 BPM fusion where funeral doom depth, glitch-hop grit, Ancient bagpipes, distorted cellos resonating, dark-wave pulse, dark raspy rap, hip-hop trance chant
