

Prompt / Lyrics
Intro (Instrumental – 8 bars) (Low strings swell, distant industrial ambience, slow tom hits building tension. Guitar harmonics fade in.) ⸻ Verse I Cold streets biting at my heels Iron skies refuse to yield No warmth, no shield, no grace The sun entombed in steel and glass Hands split open, bleeding dust Every promise rots to rust Dreams ignite, then drift away Ash and smoke is all that stays (Vocals restrained but dark, guitars palm-muted, strings low and ominous) ⸻ Pre-Chorus Every step weighs heavier Gravel grinding in my veins Dragging ghosts I can’t escape This city feeds on pain (Drums begin to rise, strings climbing, tension building) ⸻ Chorus Shadows and scars — we wear them like chains Bent but unbroken, branded by pain We scream into voids that answer with rain Buried alive — but we remain (Full band explodes: wide guitars, pounding drums, choir or backing vocals on “wear them like chains”) ⸻ Verse II Concrete forests, no escape Neon halos rot the faith Faceless crowds with hollow eyes Hope dissolves in fumes and lies Silent prayers beneath dead lights Torn-out hearts survive the nights Fists clenched tight, knuckles white Waiting for the spark to fight (Slight variation in riff, added orchestral counter-melody) ⸻ Pre-Chorus Every breath another debt Paid in blood and sleepless days Still we crawl through broken glass Still we stand in flames ⸻ Chorus Shadows and scars — we wear them like chains Bound to the weight of endless pain Voices shatter but never break We bleed truth — not ashamed ⸻ Bridge / Breakdown (Music drops: strings dominate, slow crushing rhythm) Rust in our lungs Fire in our bones They built these walls But we made them thrones (Half-time drums, spoken or growled vocals) They tried to grind us into dust But dust still burns… When forged by trust (Guitar solo erupts over rising orchestration) ⸻ Final Chorus (Extended) Shadows and scars — we wear them like chains Forged in the dark, baptized in pain No gods above, no hands to save We carve our names into the flame Shadows and scars — WE WEAR THEM LIKE CHAINS Still breathing rage — still unchained (Last line shouted with layered vocals) ⸻ Outro (Instruments drop out gradually; low strings sustain) Cold streets still bite my heels… But I walk them anyway. (Final distorted chord + orchestral hit)
Tags
male, gothic metal, dark rock, urban atmosphere, heavy, bleak, oppressive
2:03
No
1/19/2026