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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rust on the locker room floor
Blood in the lines of my palms
Name tag twisted
Bent and torn
Teeth still stained from the storm
[Pre-Chorus]
Clock on the wall keeps digging
Hands like knives
Always spinning
Every second says the same thing
Break or be broken
[Chorus]
Cold steel
Pressed to my back every day I wake
Cold steel
Bite down hard till the edges shake
If this world’s gonna cut me open
I’ll carve my own way through
Cold steel
I turn that blade on you
[Verse 2]
Boot prints crushed in the gravel
Boot heels crush every doubt
You talk big with a hollow rattle
I grind that echo out
[Pre-Chorus]
Weight on my chest keeps climbing
Breath comes sharp
Silver lining
Every scar is a warning
Don’t die quiet
[Chorus]
Cold steel
Pressed to my back every day I wake
Cold steel
Bite down hard till the edges shake
If this world’s gonna cut me open
I’ll carve my own way through
Cold steel
I turn that blade on you
[Bridge]
Face down on the factory floor (get up)
Taste dust
Taste iron
Want more (get up)
If pain is all that you deal
I cash it in for real
[Chorus]
Cold steel
Pressed to my back every day I wake
Cold steel
Bite down hard till the edges shake
If this world’s gonna cut me open
I’ll carve my own way through
Cold steel
I turn that blade on you
Details
GeneratedFeb 22, 2026
Duration2:39
LanguageNL
Style
metal, Aggressive modern metalcore: drop-tuned guitars with palm-muted chugs and dissonant slides, blast-beat bursts into halftime stomps, bass grinding under the riffs. Male vocals that flip between caustic screams and melodic hooks in the chorus, gang shouts on key lines. Mix pushes drums and vocal upfront, guitars as a serrated wall around them.
Credits
Prompt by
SonicGlider227
SonicGlider227ModelAria v5
Prompt
Cold Steel, metal
