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Lyrics
[Intro]
A cardboard door beneath the overpass
Rain found every place I tried to rest
No name, no key, no witness to my hunger
Just a face the world could blame
[Verse 1]
I slept beside the loading bay
With coins sewn into a borrowed sleeve
The morning trucks erased my footprints
Before the city woke to breathe
Then sirens split the winter open
A stranger's blood beneath the bridge
They found my coat, they found my history
And built a monster from the scraps
[Pre-Chorus]
No fingerprints could prove my hands
But every hungry eye had reached a verdict
[Chorus]
I was buried alive in a stranger's crime
Locked behind a number they carved into my skin
I screamed the truth till my throat gave out
Still the walls said guilty, guilty
I walked through hell with an empty name
And swore I'd never disappear again
[Verse 2]
Concrete counted out the years
While headlines turned my face to folklore
A guard slid letters through the slot
My lawyer said the witness changed her story
One cold dawn, the gate stood open
No apology, no hand to hold
Just a paper stamped with freedom
And the same old coat against the cold
[Breakdown]
You wanted a killer?
You made one out of silence!
You wanted a scapegoat?
Then choke on the evidence!
I AM NOT THE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS
I AM THE SCAR YOU COULDN'T BURY
[Chorus]
I was buried alive in a stranger's crime
Locked behind a number they carved into my skin
I screamed the truth till my throat gave out
Still the walls said guilty, guilty
I walked through hell with an empty name
Now every door remembers my name
[Bridge]
I learned to build with shaking fingers
Turned rejection into steel
A small room became a company
A second chance became a wheel
They print my face beside the figures
They call the climb a miracle
But every polished glass reflects
The man who slept beneath the bridge
[Final Chorus]
I am still buried alive in a stranger's crime
Success can't wash the prison from my skin
I wear the world like a tailored suit
And hear those iron doors within
I won the life they said I'd never see
But the past still walks home with me
[Outro]
If you find me where the lost ones gather
Don't ask me what I became
Ask who I was before the verdict
Before they gave my fear a name
Details
GeneratedSep 4, 2026
Duration5:17
LanguageEnglish
Style
modern metalcore fused with deathcore and post-hardcore, down-tuned seven-string guitars, punishing half-time breakdowns, frantic double-kick drums, tremolo accents, tense minor-key verses, soaring anguished clean chorus, cavernous harsh growls and desperate screams, dynamic quiet-to-devastating transitions, bleak cinematic intro, wide aggressive guitars, tight punchy low end, polished but raw vocal mix
Credits
Prompt bycsheskey
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Metalcore, deathcore, post hardcore music about a man who is lost. Homeless, becomes a murder suspect. Charged but innocent. Gets out of prison and becomes successful but remembers the past
