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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boot prints
On a playground swing
Blood in the dust
Where they used to sing
Dog tags clatter
Like a broken hymn
I know their names
But I can't save them
[Pre-Chorus]
Orders in my ear
Static and steel
They call this peace
But I know what I feel
[Chorus]
I’ve seen kids with loaded hands
Tiny fingers on demands
Glass-eyed children pulling pins
We turned their dreams into discipline
If this is honor
If this is war
Tell me what the hell we're fighting for
All I see
Is evil in a uniform
[Verse 2]
Buddy in my sights
'Cause he ran too far
Friendly fire
From a friendly star
He was joking
On the transport ride
Now he's letters
In a folded white
[Pre-Chorus]
Medals in a box
Mother in black
They call it duty
But she wants him back
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Night vision paints them green
Still just bones and breath and fear
"We're the good ones" in my head
But that line disappears
When a child aims at my chest
Hands still shaking from last year
Do I shoot
Do I freeze
Or just drown in what I'm seeing here? [scream]
[crescendo]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 23, 2025
Duration3:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Modern metal with down-tuned guitars, shifting between chugging, palm-muted verses and explosive double-kick choruses. Vocals snarl and then crack into pained melodic screams on the hook; bass grinds under dissonant leads. Bridge drops to half-time with eerie clean guitar before a final full-band onslaught, gang shouts on the last chorus. Male vocals.
Credits
Prompt byCultivating_The_Dark
ModelAria v5
Prompt
metal,a soldier pov of how evil and dangerous modern warfare is from losing friends to kids holding guns
