Track · May 8, 2026 · English

Black Cairn March

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4:19

Language

English

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

We go down

Then rise again

Black cairn march

Say my name

At the edge of sin

(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

We go down

Then rise again

Black cairn march

Say my name

At the edge of sin

(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

We go down

Then rise again

Black cairn march

Say my name

At the edge of sin

Black cairn march

I won’t break

(Black cairn march)

Style

fusion trap at 155 bpm with funeral-doom weightglitch-hop percussiondark-wave pulseand ancient bagpipes threading through distorted cellos; verses hit with raspy rap and half-sung trance chantpre-chorus tightens with chopped breathschorus opens into gang echoes and droning low notes. widegrimcinematic mix with gritty close-mic leaddelay throwsrisersreversed swellsand metallic tail hits.raptrancehip-hopglitchfuneral doomenglish

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

Credits

Prompt by

GrizzlyJones

GeneratedMay 8, 2026

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