Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – low, rhythmic, almost counted] One. Two. Feel it settle. [Verse 1] Metal doesn’t argue back It listens when you speak Doesn’t care what hands have done Only how they keep Balance tells you when to stop Weight tells you when to move Too much force is careless work Pressure’s what you use [Pre-Chorus] I don’t swing I don’t rush I let gravity decide who trusts [Chorus] Weight in the hand Truth in the press Nothing sudden Nothing excess If it breaks It wasn’t strong Pressure proves What lasts, what’s gone [Verse 2] I learned early—force makes noise Noise makes people stare Quiet work survives the night Leaves no stories there Grip stays loose, wrist stays calm Angle never lies Every mark means something once Then it says goodbye [Pre-Chorus 2] Too fast shatters Too slow stains There’s a line between the pain [Chorus] Weight in the hand Center held Not a strike An ending spelled No reaction No demand Just the math Of weight in hand [Bridge – stripped, unsettling] They call it violence I call it proof That pressure finds What people lose Nothing personal Nothing planned Just physics And a steady hand [Final Chorus – heavier, restrained] Weight in the hand Room goes still No resistance No free will When it’s done There’s nothing said Only quiet Where it led [Outro – whispered, instructional] Force fails. Pressure finishes.
Tags
Horrorcore rap/light metal, 90 BPM, male vocals, minor key, sinister mood, heavy bass, chug guitars, whispers
Duration
2:24
Instrumental
No
Created
1/17/2026