(Intro – Haunting vocals, LP-style)
Shadows in the alleys where the lost souls roam,
Blood on the pavement says you’re never goin’ home.
Whispers in the gutter, yeah they call my name—
Frank Castle… born from fire, carved from pain.
⸻
(Verse 1 – Grimy rap)
Yeah, I walk with the ghosts of my family,
Tattooed on my memory, branded like a tragedy.
New York nights—got me stalkin’ where the maggots be,
Wicked in the underbelly, beggin’ for a amnesty.
Concrete heartbeat, gun smoke lullaby,
Another body drops every time a villain lie.
No mercy—nah, I took that word and made it die,
I ain’t a hero, I’m the shadow in the sinner’s eye.
Bloodlines severed, the past got weaponized,
Every breath I take is vengeance emphasized.
Castle ain’t dead—nah he’s re-energized,
Pull the hammer back—justice gets rectified.
⸻
(Pre-Chorus – Melodic, Linkin Park atmosphere)
I feel the city tremble when I rise from the dark,
Tryna drown the screams but they carved me apart.
Every echo of the past sparks fire in my heart—
I punish what’s left when the world leaves its mark.
⸻
(Chorus – Big, emotional rock hook)
I’m the last line drawn in a world gone cold,
Where the wicked keep livin’ and the innocent fold.
Through the smoke, through the pain, I’m the story retold—
Frank Castle in the shadows, turnin’ sinners to mold.
No halo, no savior, just a man uncontrolled,
In the underbelly’s fire, watch the judgment unfold.
⸻
(Verse 2 – Darker rap, heavy instrumental grit)
Skull on my chest like a death-wish badge,
Kickin’ doors in the dens where the nightmares hatch.
Every rat in the city know the sound of the gat—
When Castle comes knockin’, ain’t nobody comin’ back.
I see the filth run deep, corruption in the veins,
Politicians, mob ties—they all play the game.
I tear it up raw, let the punishment reign,
Turn a kingpin’s throne into a chalk-out stain.
A vigilante? Nah, I’m what karma forgot,
A straight-shot storm when the block gets hot.
Tell the devil I’m comin’, he can save me a spot—
But not ’til every last wicked bleeds out on the spot.
⸻
(Bridge – LP-style scream/clean blend)
I can’t escape it—
The fire, the echoes, the memories shapin’
A monster, a martyr—
What’s the difference when the darkness gets darker?
I walk alone…
In the places where angels ain’t allowed to go.
⸻
(Chorus – Final, heavier)
I’m the last line drawn in a world gone cold,
Where the wicked keep livin’ and the innocent fold.
Through the smoke, through the pain, I’m the story retold—
Frank Castle in the shadows, turnin’ sinners to mold.
No halo, no savior, just a man uncontrolled,
In the underbelly’s fire, watch the judgment unfold.
KylePatrick
